My life as an Un-Employed Mountain Bum.
January 5 2016
It’s 7am in my little mountain town. The Girls and I are
rounding out our morning 5K walk headed back to our little condo. Our routine
set from the months of weekend visits. Wake-up, brew coffee, feed girls, walk
girls, (while drinking coffee), stop at Avalanche Bagels for a $1.00 refill,
walk home.
The town is just starting to come a live, a stark contrast
to the sleepy town I typically tour at 5:30am, I guess the merit of being
unemployed is the extra hours of sleep.... one more note to add to my pro’s
list.
It’s a chilly -12 degrees (Celsius) the perfect temperature
to test out my new thermal layers. The ones I bought for ATY and forgot to
wear.
I am still amazed that this is my home; I mean seriously, I
knew I would move someday...especially after I bought my condo. I dreamed of
this move for 7 years, but had you told me I would flip a switch, quit my
secure job, and move to Canmore with just the few dollars in my bank account
and the clothes on my back I would have told you that you were crazy.
I have always taken pride in being self supporting (to the
best of my ability), and like every other person in this world I have come to
enjoy certain creature comforts my career has brought, including my little
Canmore condo.
So, without resolve, I am throwing myself into my new life.
For the longest of time I have preached, “follow your
dreams” “live your best life”, but what does that mean? Was working 70 hours a
week for a ceiling career my best life?
Was reaching management my best life?? Or was it just the
process of the “American Dream”?
What does my best life look like? If I were to create a
world of balance, what would the outcome be?
All I know, is that in the past 2 years I have poured my
soul into a career that had many amazing moments, yet, even with those moments
it was not fulfilling.
As I sit here, in my little mountain home, the girls
snoring softly behind me, preparing to start on my journey I am convinced, no
matter the outcome I have made the best decision of my life.
Money is only 1 small part of living. Building a
life that fulfills you, the kind of life you wake up every day for excited to
be a part of... that is what living is to me.
Over the next few months I have many interesting
challenges and questions to fulfill. Do I leave the career path I have chosen
to build a career that is better suited but possibly less prestigious, I think
that answer is yes, but what is that career, where is that company?
I have the great opportunity to re-enter the real
estate world in a marketing capacity, which I am excited to embrace, but can I
evolve that role into a full time position?
What I do know for sure is no matter the financial situation;
I am excited to embrace the many adventures that are ahead. I just hope that
tomorrow I can make my coffee a little less strong, and perhaps use a little
less hot sauce on my supper. Oh the Stress of life as an un-employed mountain
bum!! Which toque should I wear, where did I put my warm socks, and should I
wear my “Hillsong” spikes on my walk or live on the dangerous side of life and
attempt the ice?? Welcome to my new
reality!!
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