So far, I have been on the road a little over one week. In 9 days I’ve driven 2599 miles and spent $290.69 on 115.42 gallons of gas…it’s been worth every cent.
I didn’t have any expectations for this journey, but I did have a variety of reasons for setting out on it:
I wanted to escape the brutal chill of January in Chicago.
I wanted needed to untangle some of the thoughts in my head.
I wanted to shake the dust off my physical being.
And financially, I could.
The road has taken me from Springfield IL to Nashville TN, Atlanta GA, Destin FL, Mobile AL, Lake Charles TX, Amarillo TX, and finally to Longmont via Denver. I have visited with family, friends, and even dropped in on a ChooseFI meetup in Atlanta! If you aren’t following along on Instagram (hint hint), here are a few pics from the road… Continue reading “Oh, The Places You’ll Go…”→
I was listening to a Mad Fientist episode the other day and was thrilled to hear the guest, Chris Hutchins, speaking about a habit I too have formed for myself over the years. He was saying that each month he does one thing significant so he can look back on his life and know that he made the best of it. He can pinpoint exactly what he was doing at the time – whether it be learning a new task, breaking a bad habit, or volunteering on a project. I too have adopted this idea throughout the years, I just never wrote it down…until last year.
At the start of 2017 I took a normal size calendar ($1 at Dollar Tree), cut all the months apart, and pinned them to our bedroom wall (very romantic – in hindsight the kitchen would have been better) – 3 across, 4 down. In a few minutes, I had a giant wall size calendar to keep track of our crazy lives. My work trips, my boyfriends (John) work trips, Dr appointments for us and the boys, birthdays, anniversaries, sleepover’s (for the kids, not us), vacations, dog walkers – everything went on the calendar. Important things were highlighted and slowly, one by one, the days were crossed off. This method made it super easy to see everything at a glance and make sure I was accomplishing all of the things that I had set out to do.
I won’t bore you with the details, but a few of my highlights from 2017 are as follows:
Multiple meetups hosted by yours truly via the Rockstar Finance Forum – heck, I even crashed one in MSP!
Travels abroad to Cuba, Budapest, and Prague
The almost purchase of a caboose (more on that soon)
Community-based events like Camp Mustache, Lola Retreat, and FinCon
More charitable donations than ever before including Houston Food Bank, Red Cross, Ronald McDonald House and PAWS (you know I can’t forget the pups!).
A last-minute opportunity to attend Tony Robbins’ seminar Unleash the Power Within (UPW)… (also, more on that soon!)
And taking my mom on a day trip to NY to do a crown tour of the Statue of Liberty
As a flight attendant, there are no two things more important than your base and your seniority. The base becomes your home and your seniority gives you access to the best trips and vacation weeks possible. For a few years now, my seniority in Chicago has been stagnant due to the droves of flight attendants jumping ship from MDW (Chicago Midway Airport) in favor of the DEN base. To add insult to injury, DEN has been voted Best Base 4 years running (dethroning MDW from our own winner’s streak) and has quickly become the more junior base. What does that mean for me? My decent seniority in MDW would be muuuuch better if I too took the DEN bait. Hmmmm… In early July, I decided to jump a flight to Denver to see what all the hullabaloo was about. Maybe I too would jump ship.
Let me start by saying, I love the mountains and all the fresh water lakes that they create. I also love the outdoorsy life and all it has to offer including the fresh air, camping, hiking, kayaking, swimming. With the exception of skiing (grace is not a word best used to describe me), I love it all! The closest I ever got to that type of lifestyle was when I worked in the ski shop at a resort in Ashland, OR. Being surrounded by the mountains and their constant unrelenting beauty, made me feel alive. In that regard, Denver didn’t disappoint…
After a few days I decided that as much as I loved Denver and all it has to offer (and despite the urging of my DEN friends), I have no plans to move at this juncture. 🙂 Instead, I made a mental tally of the things I liked (Happy Hour, dog friendliness, mountains, outdoorsy peeps) and didn’t like (altitude sickness, cost of living, car dependency) in the event I decide to revisit the DEN base idea in the future. But don’t worry, folks, this trip was not for nothing. I’m happy to report I did accomplish something while I was away…
While visiting, I had the pleasure of staying with my dear friend, Anita. I spoke about Anita in my last post, how we met through a volunteer trip in Thailand, but I failed to mention we are the SAME EXACT person…minus the fact I am 10 years her senior. Up until now, our lives have followed similar paths including adventures in real estate, travel, and flight attending. While both of us have no children, we are both dating men in their mid 40’s with teenagers (I happen to live with mine, she doesn’t). We are both entrepreneurs in various outlets and love to create new streams of income. We don’t eat meat, though she is vegan and I a pescatarian. We both relate to our spiritual sides more than religious. She has solo traveled all over the world, as have I. She cranes her head out the window to yell at people riding in horse-drawn carriages on a sweltering city street (witnessed by my own eyes in Golden, CO) and I yell at people who leave their dogs unattended in hot cars. We both love animals, after all. 😉
Oh, and we are both complete dorks. But that’s beside the point.
During my stay, I was able to catch a small glimpse of Anita’s life in Denver and, even more fascinating to me, her overall spending habits. This is where I discovered one glaring difference between us. She is a spender, ya’ll.Continue reading “Spreading the FIRE”→
Today on the plane I opened a chocolate and was greeted with this message:
This could mean anything, right? Depending on where you are in your life, “Make the first move” could be aimed at your love life, a project at work, or something else completely. It could mean that it is the time to stop procrastinating and start doing. In fact, that is exactly what it meant for me. And last week I FINALLY made the first move.
This past Friday I told my boyfriend, John, that I am moving out of our place and back to my city condo for the month of August. In an effort to keep this post as short and sweet as my chocolate message (my first attempt was 3k words!), I won’t go into the intricate details of what led me to this decision, but I will tell you that it took MONTHS to get to this point. Though it sounds counterproductive, I needed a certain amount of discomfort to push me out of my comfort zone. Last week I hit it. And then the rest miraculously fell into place.
Some would argue that we have everything we need in our own backyard and, for those some, that may be true. If you have had the great honor of meeting your mate, having a child, and/or retiring in a home you love with a community you are involved in, you very well may have won the game of life and may not feel the need to search further. You have cultivated your own utopia and are completely content with your surroundings. If that is you, I give you my sincerest congratulations. I, on the other hand, am not quite there. My seeds are still being sowed. 🙂
Last week I tweeted about my gypsy soul and my homebody nature always being at odds with one another. From the responses, it seems I am not alone. This is a constant battle I fight within myself. While I appreciate all that I have, my ideas for utopia and my reality are not quite matched up. Some of that is work-related, a fair portion is timing, and some other shit I have brought on myself. I love the idea of “home” and being completely settled…I can even picture what it looks like in my head! But a life of contentment takes a certain amount of polishing. It takes time to figure out what works for you and what doesn’t. It takes time to build that tribe around you. And it takes freedom to fully explore the ideal life outside of the glimpse you get before or after work.
All that being said, I can’t pretend that once I find “home” I won’t still be tempted to travel. Because travel does more for me and my insight than any book in the world can. I’m one of those weirdos who need to actually touch and feel something to have it make an impact.