Updated: Oct 23, 2019
July 24th was officially the last day at my job. Kayden’s last day at work will be August 9th. We decided to rent out our house, travel and focus on starting a business. While we have only lived in the house for 10 months, we knew within a couple months of owning our home that “normal” wasn’t for us. Boredom set in. Frustration and anxiety with the 9-5’s kept us from enjoying our many hobbies and spending time with friends and family.
It’s crazy to think that prior to owning our home we had been living in a trailer for two years- on purpose. We were camp hosts at Deer Creek State Park. During the summer, we stayed busy volunteering (mowing, making reservations, cleaning, etc.) and in return we had a free place to camp with our trailer. During the winter, campers were sparse, so volunteering consisted of property watching and plowing snow. Most of the time we had the entire state park to ourselves. Every day we could walk alongside the serene lake. It was the perfect place to embrace our passion for photography. We saw wildlife constantly; including moose, badgers, geese, elk, birds and foxes. We always had a good story to tell. Our dogs were a lot happier having so much space to run and play. In addition to volunteering, we did have full time jobs at Sundance Mountain Resort. Having “real” jobs close to the state park and avoiding high costs of rent allowed us to save a lot of money.
Well, we ended up leaving the camp for numerous reasons. One of the reasons was because I decided that I wanted to go back to school. Earning a Bachelor’s in Business Management was extremely important to me. Living at the camp ground allowed us to save up enough money that I could pay for the entire program in cash. Working, volunteering and going to school full time just became too much for us to handle. It especially didn’t help that the State decided to increase “required” hours of volunteering in order to stay for free. We had to make some big decisions. At the time, one of the reasons for staying at the camp was to save up enough money to buy house. After we left the camp, we spent the summer months living with family and figured it might as well be the right time to buy house. In October, we moved into our first home. By December, we missed the trailer life.
A lot of time was spent trying to figure out what we really wanted to do in life. To us, it seemed ridiculous to work all day long at jobs we hated to pay for a house we hated. We talked about sending Kayden back to school or sending me back to school again. We were saying things like “The harder we work now, the happier we will be later” and “the more money we can make the better things will get.” Eventually we realized that our personalities were never going to allow us to be okay with traditional 9-5’s. We were depressed. Having a lot of money wasn’t really important to us. Our souls flourish when we have the freedom be to creative. We also realized that being miserable now in order to be happy later was also foolish. Because later never really comes. We are all allowed to be happy now.
I remember hearing someone say something to the effect of “You have to be willing to step away from something in order to step into a life that is actually worth living.” That definitely struck a nerve in me. I always remember that quote when I need a little bravery. I do have a fear of judgement. I often wonder what people really think of us. None of that matters though. I like to believe that when we are living to our truest selves, the more likely we will be able to make a positive difference in the world.
So here we are. Getting ready to rent our house, travel and create a business. It definitely feels like we are jumping off a cliff and hoping we survive. Creating a business was why I went to Business school in the first place. Getting distracted and caught up things was far too easy. Perhaps in a few years we will sell our house and maybe we will have a nice little pile equity and then all of this circling around wouldn’t have been for nothing. I would never call this an opportunity per se. It really does feel like we are jumping off a cliff. We only live once- and “safe” jobs are just as risky. So, we may as well jump.