I've recently (about two weeks ago) said fair well to teaching... possibly forever. I'm in the position where with prudent planning and fairly modest living I could live out my days here working again. If I moved three stops south I could live the tropical beach and palm tree dream of all the working slugs in the UK. But even after two weeks boredom has started... to awaken sleeping habits (17 hrs yesterday) Does the devil truely find work for idle hands or will slowing things down at 27 be the perfect way to live a happy, healthy, life?