It occurred to me recently that I have no idea what I would do if I were rich. I used to think about it from time to time, whenever work was especially frustrating, and the daydream usually included lots of sitting on the beach and margaritas.
But I realized that sitting on the beach would probably not keep me happy for very long. I think doing nothing, I would quickly get bored and depressed.
Even if you don't have to work, you still have to do something. There are a lot of hours to fill between breakfast, lunch, cocktail hour, and dinner.
I'd probably at least continue programming as a hobby. But I feel like I might just as easily want to try something else. You only go around once, and it seems like a shame to waste it all on one occupation. But I don't have anything in mind, either.
It's a weird feeling realizing that even though work sometimes sucks, and having to work definitely sucks, there isn't anything in particular you'd rather do instead.
Edit: In typically boodman style, I kept editing this post obsessively after posting it. Tessa shared it and quoted an earlier version of the last paragraph:
It's a weird feeling realizing that even though work sucks, you don't even know yourself well enough to know what you'd rather do instead.
Poll: which version is better?
I think the version Tessa quoted is more along the lines of what I originally meant, but I pulled it back a bit at the last minute.
