Itchy Feet

I have an extreme case of itchy feet, otherwise known as restlessness.  I want to go to far away places and see new things (and eat LOTS!).  But like the whole husband thing, I haven't the foggiest idea how (or with what funds of course...that one is a little more complicated).  I've never thought I'd want to live somewhere else, but now I'm not so sure.  I'm pretty sure I could do it too with the right circumstances (those being means and money of course).

I have visions of living and playing in the big city, finding a soul mate and  working for a cause I believe in, rather than just making someone money.  (I have this thing: I really want my job to mean something.  Problem is my current one, so does not!  I'm fairly sure if I fell off a cliff tomorrow, no one would realize at my office for at least a week, but I digress...)  Situations like that though don't exist in the real world.  I'd like to think they do but Marc Zuckerberg I'm not. 

So, what's a girl to do?