It’s amazing how quickly life can change.
Two weeks ago, I was trying to balance my day job (a part-time position with full-time responsibilities) with my freelance writing.
I was stressed. I was overwhelmed. I was exhausted.
Then, I took a trip to Red Mountain Resort in Ivins, Utah for a story I am working on …
And, my experiences there changed my entire path.
I’m not going to get into it right now because they make far better stories than quick summaries, but I will say this:
The events which transpired over those two days in the gorgeous Utah terrain, coupled with the insight I gained while there, gave me permission to do what it is I have dreamed of doing since I returned from my first long-term travel adventure in September 2010 — fulfill my destiny.
Chase after my dreams.
Yesterday, I gave my two weeks notice at my day job.
Yup, I quit my job.
As of March 2, I answer to me.
What does this mean?
I will be working for myself. Creating relationships. Chasing after my goal to become a full-time writer.
A few months ago, a writer I respect greatly, inspired me to write my book. For nearly 60 days, I would take the time to hammer out 3,000 words a day, weaving tales of my career break in 2010. I finished the first draft a few days of schedule — wrapping it up just before New Year’s Eve.
So, there’s the book which is going through edits, but will ultimately begin to get pitched to agents this year.
Then, there’s my freelance writing career.
I have a lot of gigs going on, but could have more, with more time to pursue it.
And, there is travel.
Quitting my job means a temporary hold on travel, unless it is for writing purposes, but I have my travel funds earmarked and ready … and plan to embark on the next journey (and it will be a good one) after spending Thanksgiving with my family.
For now, expect the site to stay pretty consistent with the past year — stories, Escapes (like this one to Volcanoes National Park in Rwanda), other traveler’s tales — and expect it to grow even more.
And, should you know anyone who wants to take care of my cats for a few months (until my parents can take them), check out their cute little site. (Don’t let the name of the site deter you! It’s all in good fun.)
I know this choice is risky. I know it isn’t going to be easy. But, for the first time in … ever … I truly believe in myself and what I can accomplish when I give myself permission to do so.