I really do not understand how I ever had time for work

I really do not understand how I ever had time for work.

Between meeting people from all around the world and making friends, having real conversations that take hours - both with family and with friends, helping friends recover lost outboards, dive training, snorkeling, improving and repairing systems on Ad Astra, homeschooling, provisioning, cooking three good meals a day, cleaning Ad Astra, exploring new islands, navigating, sailing, planning where we will go next, taking pictures and videos below the water, 500 feet in the sky and in between, then editing them, writing about our activities, I barely have any time for my software project.

How did I ever fit actual real work into my life?

Yes, I know it sounds crappy for me to share this. But I really mean it. I have been extremely lucky and privileged to have the opportunity to just take off sailing with the family. I feel strongly that I would be an asshole if I continued to work and collect more money when I have their support and this opportunity.

I wish everyone had the option. Hopefully the 0.01% will allow the robotic automation of most jobs to deliver universal basic income that would allow people to live life well in a city, town, farm, or on a boat. Hopefully with all that existential pressure taken off our heads we could be kinder, happier humans.

What is that magic number? About $75k a year? And what most first world nations are running median incomes of about $30-45k. So we need just a factor of 2x to get to the happiness level with work, and as tech progresses higher and higher USB.

Work will become fun stuff, like teaching diving, or creating art or music, or coding for pleasure???

Originally posted on Facebook on August 17, 2017.