I like the truck driver idea.You know you ill always be in demand.
Or learn a lot about solar, you will get gigs on the road without being bound by a company.
There is a technical college close to where my hut is, I'm thinking of taking some wood shop classes, I love working with wood...
I just renewed my physical (2 year) and have 4 year cdl with all endorsements (except I don't haul people). And I will not drive an auto transmission. That pretty much limits the market for me. I really don't care if I do or don't any more. One day a few years ago I was told my thousand mile days were over. They put a computer (QUALCOMM) in my truck.
I found a way around it for a while but GPS caught me eventually.
Dummies thought they had me one time. Going too fast they said. Finished my delivery in Phoenix, Az. They dead headed me to Dallas, Tx to download the ECM.. Amazing, didn't show anything. I told em' Garbage in, Garbage out. ---Pissed them right off---. I got paid for the dead head and the owner bought me a new 379. Told me that "us old guys got to stick together". He un-fired me several times over the years. Returning from a trip into Northern Canada, at Wild Horse Montana, Maintenance caught me over "turn in miles" by 350 thousand. been doing the PM's out of my own pocket for a very long time. Anyway, they refused to put plates on it and told me I had to take it to Rush Pete in Laredo and trade it in on a new one. Got one of them morphydite Internationals. wouldn't even get out of it's own way 10 speed,. Made of plastic donca know. Anyway the guy who started the company died, New CEO did something with the Insurance, Long story short they said I was too old to drive any more. Offered me a choice of either Office or retirement. I retired. I was only 79 for crap sakes.
Shortly after that the company went bankrupt. Lost all my investment.
Took a job doing tanks hauling aircraft deicer up and down the east coast out to Denver during the winter till my wife died. 2 summers ago I did some doubles work but my head and heart was not in it, so when the construction season ended, I went home and decided to quit living. That's how I ended up in ICU and a head shrinks couch. Next thing I can say about that is, here I am messing up this forum and putting together some nomad equipment for this spring. Gonna go out and mess up some nomads just for fun. The plan is to go out into places that can't be gone to and doing things that can't be done just for spite. As my Dad used to say "that'll learn ya".
I started out life in the 30's when men worked and women wore dresses. Men didn't cry, children were to be seen and not heard. Play was a learning process almost like school, kids learned that falling down hurt so don't that again. stuff like that.
Now kids are wrapped in bubble wrap, coated with "sun screen" and not allowed to play on the monkey bars or slid down a slide or climb trees. Play dates, scheduled play time, who ever heard of that? "time out"? Ya right time out, I'll give ya time out right on the .---------pants------------sit down------------------------- . I need time out because the truth hurts. Grow up. time out my aching butt. time out.
The dashes above are reality and the forum police don't allow reality, it hurts their little id's. You know what an id is. It's a swelling of the self important spot in the brain that was put there by to many time outs. It's like cancer and it's spreading. I wonder if there's a shot for that?
Wood working and welding, gotcha covered, Carrying simple wood working and welding tools with me into nomad land. Common sense says I won't be doing major stuff. Do you know you can saw a 2x4 in half with a hand saw, You can do small welding with coat hanger wire and flux and a car battery. You can paint with a brush.
knock dents out with a hammer and elbow grease. drill holes with a brace and bit?
I got carried away again didn't I?