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Now finishing my second year of zero work, zero income. I have enough in the bank to do this for another 12 months, but spending on things I *want* is out of the question. Even the beer fridge is almost empty. And yes, I have been very quiet here. I have had nothing to post about. There are only so many times* I can write "Slept late. Watched YouTube while eating a breakfast. Bought a curry pie for second breakfast. Long lunch. Worked on Secret Project Business Plan. Ran out of tea." and make it sound interesting.

(*read "once")

I have a couple of possible projects happening on a near-by Pacific island (NOT New Zealand). One could be Highly lucrative but the islanders dragging their feet. They want the White Foreigner to do all the work and provide all the finance - and they have been told I have no finance to give. I have to find a venture capitalist, and the Islanders have to set up the company. I will work for a salary but not for a share of the profits. Those belong to the People. One of the Islanders said to me "I am very confident this project will succeed now a white man is working with us!" which made me very sad. The project won't succeed because the White Man is waiting for the Islanders to actually do something, because Island Time.

The other project is on the same island (Still NOT New Zealand) and will be run by a local Businessman with an MBA from Oxford, who really knows his stuff. This won't be as lucrative, but actually might go ahead because he is ready to work on his side of the South Pacific. This project will export a plant material which will, with a little processing, package lumps of produce for eating. Or, with a little more processing, make bags of four for eating. Or, with a lot more processing, create a biodegradable bioplastic to replace single-use plastic plates and cups, and polystyrene packing beans. I would be involved in designing and building the processing plant(s), and maintenance, and writing operations manuals. And setting up the workplace health and safety system.

And so that is what is happening here. I have not abandoned this place for Faceache; I post almost nothing there, and nothing about these jobs.

What happens on Facebook... well...

The Glorious Tale Of Bayeux

Crossposted from Dreamwidth.

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It's nice to hear from you my friend.

Thank you! It's been far too long between posts, and yet nothing much to post about.

Been thre, done that, got the tee shirt.

I've been where you are my friend, and worse. Last month I lost my house, so now I'm living on a couch in a friends mobile home. :=/

It's not fun, but I do have a job and a roof over my head.

Hang in there; things will get better.

Re: Been thre, done that, got the tee shirt.

Thanks, mate. I knew of your situation and it bugged me that I couldn't help. :(

Re: Been thre, done that, got the tee shirt.

What batty said.

Fair fortune wished, current economy not stating your true value
gardening perhaps for now, scheduling work search weekly
sort though all you own, preserve/repair keepers

I have all I want, and can afford all I need. I am confident work will happen again, soon.

Good to hear from you my friend, been too long.... and sometimes it's just nice to know you're still amongst the kicking *grins* even if it's only brekkies

keeping my fingers crossed for you... we were close to being their ourselves and then 4 yrs of under employment... keeps our heads above water, but the alligators are still nipping at our asses.

things will get better, for us all eventually... and we'll toast it together with a tall cold one

Hopefully one of the projects will pan out. Here's to hoping!

I kinda understand the lack of work. I have been retired too long without something to stimulate my intellect except reading books and gardening with experiments in plants. Some of it has been successful, though. Hang in there!

Hanging In! In a few years I will be old enough to officially register as an Auld Phart. Too young to retire, but old enough to get pensioner rates on travel, medicare, and council rates.

I'm not doing nothing, though. I am currently proof reading and editing a business plan, and drawing a process flow chart for one of the off-shore projects. There's not money in it (yet) but it stops my mind for turning into drooling mush.

Edited at 2018-07-03 12:22 am (UTC)

You know, the second idea sounds like the much better one to go with, anyway. Not only is it a positive step towards human bioresponsibility, but you have someone over there willing to work, to work with.

As much as I hate to say it, the PIs I've met are very much a "I'll do it when I do it." Doesn't matter which island (except maybe Hawaii, which has been infected with US military culture's sense of urgency). Even other US military islands work on a "whenever" clock. It's incredibly frustrating when those PIs are students who don't get the concept of a "due date."

I noticed the Island Time in effect when I met a bunch of the first option principle stakeholders here. "We'll meet at 6, then head off to the restaurant!" I'd arrive at 6pm to pick them up, and some are in the shower and the others are sitting around talking and drinking tea, yet to start getting ready. Getting timely answers from them by email is almost impossible.

The second option stakeholders (a husband and wife) are well established business people. She is a business accountant and he has multiple MBAs from Oxford UK. They really know their stuff and want to start asap. They are also have a possible future third option project they would like me to be involved in, but that one will have to wait.

Island Time isn't just a PI thing; we have it here in the Northern Territory: Territory Time. There is a reason Darwin is called Darwin, NT when you try to buy anything there. "Not today, Not tomorrow. Maybe Next Thursday."

Yep. I've heard it called "A Mexico Minute," and there's also CP time, too... "Colored People time." (I was taught this by a mostly Black community, so I'm not being racist...) That's when you're invited to a barbecue to start at 11:00, and the food isn't even on the grill until at least 15:00, then it's grilled slow and cool until closer to 17:00... Maybe you'll get fed before the sun goes down, maybe not.

I'll add my "good to hear from you," for whatever it's worth. Wishing you luck in your ventures, and hope that one, the other or both become something you can rely on soon. Can't have you going through life with an empty beer fridge!

Empty Beer Fridge is a tragedy of Shakespearean levels!

Dude. I didn't know you were dealing with this. Sorry. Hard to keep up from so far away, thought you were still busy designing truck washes or some such. Had noticed that your Beer posts were basically no more. You're missed around here, even if I don't use LJ myself for much, preferring my blog over at Wordpress.

Hope things work out so something takes off with the islanders, although that's a pretty dicey gamble given island mentality.

Thinking hopeful thoughts.

I got out of that company in 2014 for reasons I won't go into here. For a short while I lived on rent from a property until the Tax Office hit me with a rather large bill, so I sold the land and paid all the debts. I've basically lived off the proceeds since then, and can still pay the bills with the residual for another year if I don't buy anything I don't need. I hate to say this, but beer is something I don't need... a lot of.

I still have the Lexus - it's mine now - and I can still meet mortgage payments. Which is nice.

"but beer is something I don't need... a lot of."

That is a delightfully Australian mindset. I approve. :)

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