I originally thought the expression, “the cat’s out the bag,” was an appropriate
introduction for this post; however, I became immediately fixated on its perplexity. Is the cat okay? Who keeps cats in bags!?
In order to understand this analogy further I Googled it and, to my disappointment, was only rewarded with more perplexity. If you have 20 minutes or so I’d highly recommend doing your own investigation; however, for the sake of brevity, I will offer you the commonly accepted interpretation that a not-yet revealed truth has come to light.
So, I quit my job. Well, that’s a little harsh. Technically I resigned/retired (and that slash is deliberate as the true intention is yet unclear), but the end result of either is jobless. Mike will be giving his due-diligence when the lease is up, and the lease is up in July. This will leave us job and home-less. Again, that’s harsh, and likely giving my dad a heart-attack. Rest assured, there is a grand plan in place; however, it’s highly unrealistic and likely implausible. But, I digress.
So, back to jumping ship in July. We are pretty certain we will be waving our good-byes and heading to Colorado first. The Rocky Mountains have always been my unicorn, a magical illusion just beyond my grasp, so we are taking advantage of finally having the time to enjoy, and more importantly for me, acclimate, because the first anticipated trek is the Colorado Trail. We anticipate staying west-ish for the first year or so but the plans are still a welcomed uncertainty.
This declaration brings us to several revelations: like the anxiety that revolves around leaving a life of security in contrast to the euphoria associated with the potential of a boundaryless horizon. It also gives us a time line- 3 months.
And there is a lot to do in 3 months.
Presently, the mobile home that will make this grand adventure both economically and aesthetically possible is in a hundred pieces in my dad’s shop. Step one to living deliberately from a vehicle is having something that is dependable. That involves a few things for our 04 Land Rover Discovery. Although predictable, they are particularly intensive and laboring, including installing a new engine, welding up a rear end and re doing a suspension. It’s a labor of love, which I only say because I’m not the one laboring, and it’s officially on a dead line.
In addition, I’ve got a school year to finish. With senioritis setting in, I think both my students and myself are beginning to feel a bit confined. Spring will either help or further exasperate this. Some days I’m ahead, some days I’m behind, but most days I get by. Regardless, I can see the twinkle of light at the end of the tunnel and, sooner than I’m likely ready, the sun will be fully shining on me!
We’ve got packing and planning and more tedious, arbitrary details that are numerous, and probably warrant more attention than I’m presently giving them, but the countdown has begun, and time is a relentless motivator.
So, in a nutshell, we’re off on another adventure! The details are still unfolding but I will become progressively more active in conveying them as our time to launch gets near. Lots to do, and we’ll keep you posted.