I alluded to the fact the other day that it’s the beginning of the end for me in many regards right now. While yes, I am starting this amazing journey and will be having incredible experiences, I’d be remiss not to acknowledge that things are ending as well. Today I had the first of many endings. The end of my job. My name is Rachel and I just quit my job to travel the world. Uh, yikes.
This may or may not be what I looked like when I got in my car:
And maybe like this:
This is a mixed look of "holy shit, I just did that" and "holy shit, what have I done?!"
While I have no idea what I’ll do when I get back to Seattle in August, the thought crossed my mind that this may be my last time sitting in a cubicle, having a boss and living the 9 to 5 job. I don’t know. Maybe. But maybe not. Maybe I’ll decide I like the community of a corporate job or really miss the land of cubicles [well, okay, the cubicle part is a stretch]. Or maybe I’ll love the freedom and decide to make it on my own and be my own boss for the rest of my life. I don’t know. And right now, I don’t have to know.
But as I sat at my computer going through files upon files of projects, I realized that two and a half years ago when I started this job, I was resigned to the fact that this would be my life. Hell, even just a year ago, I was resigned to that life. That I would move from job to job with mediocre success [not personally wanting to climb the corporate ladder], building great relationships wherever I went, working hard, and then picking up and moving to the next opportunity. But more importantly never having more than three weeks of freedom a year. Continually wondering if this was it.
But today, I'm answering my own question. I'm challenging the "is this it?" question with, Hell no, it's not! I want more and I'm finding a way to make that happen. I turned in my key card and ID, and said goodbye to the corporate world and my beige/gray cubicle for at least seven months. Will I be back? I don’t know. I don’t have to figure that out now.
I have a lot of ground [and countries] to cover before that decision needs to be made.
For now I’ll relish in the fact that I can wake up tomorrow without
a paycheck an alarm and do whatever I want. The only thing I have to think about is moving out of my house and being prepared to board a plane on Thursday. And that, my friends, is just the beginning.