I am obscenely rich. I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I was born into money and invested it so well that I’ve doubled what I started with. I have enough money to ensure my children never have to work a day in their lives. I used to work for fun, but I never actually needed to. I’m now forty, my wife is thirty-two and we are living the dream. She also came from money and held an expectation for the type of life she wanted to live. She’s living a life far beyond her expectations.
I officially retired last year because I figured, why not? Why am I spending time making money for someone else, when it’s completely unimportant to me? So I said my official goodbye to the working life almost a year ago and haven’t looked back. Ever since then myself, my wife and two children have been travelling the world. We hired a private tutor for the kids so that they don’t miss out on school, and can go into the next grade once we’ve finished travelling with ease.
Next year when we return to Melbourne, we will be settling down in a wealthy suburb in close proximity to the beach, city and schools. Obviously whilst we are travelling internationally, we don’t have the time or interest in finding houses back in Melbourne. We’ve employed a buyers agent to do the work for us. Buyers agents working in Melbourne have extensive knowledge of the city and I trust them to make the right decision. We’ve given them our guidelines, of course. The property must have an infinity pool (or at least enough space for us to build one), and must be as close to the ocean as possible. It will have at least six bedrooms, and five bathrooms, plus extensive living spaces for individuals and the whole family. We expect the Melbourne property agent to satisfy these needs, and when we return in six months, we are excited to be in our new home. Here’s to more travelling in the meantime and an infinity pool on return.