In the ninth month of the year of our Lord; Two Thousand Eighteen I made a do or die choice; stay and wither away to nothing or follow the paths of my ancestors and head out to a place with more resources and a brand new life. Launch day: January 1, 2019. New.
My five-year goal got a boost and after 3.5 years working in a toxic culture at a job I adored. The decision to “leave” was goaded by that good old survival instinct and the realization I was done with being chained by the fear of the unknown.
I tendered my 30-day notice and put my theoretical five-year plan into action a little early – the right time.
Familiarity would seem to be a comforting phenomenon but in truth, it can be a deadly trap of slumber and a lack of awareness.
This was no whim; putting my furniture and appliances up for sale; the new Kenmore refrigerator was supposed to go on New Year’s Eve. But, my friend wanted it for a Christmas Present so my son and I delivered the fridge on Christmas morning.
Everything was priced to sell.
Appliances and furniture were a little over a year old.
It was a nice tiny house in half of a garage on a beautiful four-acre lot.
Back when I thought that was my new life.
A change on your path does not mean a negative it means the route is an adjustment of direction
LillyG
The work situation was too stressful. It was damaging my health and mental well-being. I had to go.
Book Dropped
Holding onto the newer shelves, tables, bed, microwave, and appliances was a short-lived temptation. Thankfully, some of my friends hold onto collections of things that must be stored because they have no room.
The idea of beginning anew with a storage building felt all wrong for me. As long as my companion parrot had her cages, toys, and covers. I kept two-weeks worth of outfits keeping mostly cold-weather wear.
As I sold my things I purchased items for the big adventure: tire chains, defrost sprays, flares, tarps, and water. – To Be Continued.
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