In Which Our Hero Begins To Walk The Road
Been feeling a little quiet recently. Decisions being made and all, it's been sinking in and I'm starting to think about the best ways to go about accomplishing my new goals.
It's not a small thing. I need to plan. I need to not be impulsive about it. I am a fan of instant gratification, but that's a good way to fuck up a potentially great thing. I need to take my time and do things right. This really changes almost everything for me on a pretty fundamental level, and while that's exciting, it's also pretty scary.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still going to do it, I'm just going to exercise a bit of self control. My friend helped me put things in perspective yesterday. I was kind of complaining about how miserable I am with my job, and kvetching about how I don't know if I'm going to make it until July, which is when my company gives me a big bushel of money as part of the retirement plan. Which I get to keep when I go. So I wonder aloud if it's worth it and she says YES, she's been far more miserable for far less money, and that kinda shut me up.
Because really, I'm a very lucky guy, and I got no business looking gift ANYTHINGS in their mouths/beaks/ingesting orifices. I mean, really. The amount of money I'm talking about is enough to pay (cheap) rent for almost a year. I got no business taking chances with my future if I can help it.
It's not a small thing. I need to plan. I need to not be impulsive about it. I am a fan of instant gratification, but that's a good way to fuck up a potentially great thing. I need to take my time and do things right. This really changes almost everything for me on a pretty fundamental level, and while that's exciting, it's also pretty scary.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still going to do it, I'm just going to exercise a bit of self control. My friend helped me put things in perspective yesterday. I was kind of complaining about how miserable I am with my job, and kvetching about how I don't know if I'm going to make it until July, which is when my company gives me a big bushel of money as part of the retirement plan. Which I get to keep when I go. So I wonder aloud if it's worth it and she says YES, she's been far more miserable for far less money, and that kinda shut me up.
Because really, I'm a very lucky guy, and I got no business looking gift ANYTHINGS in their mouths/beaks/ingesting orifices. I mean, really. The amount of money I'm talking about is enough to pay (cheap) rent for almost a year. I got no business taking chances with my future if I can help it.
coughed this up at 9:56 PM
5 El Commentos:
Yes, totally worth it to stay until July, and not just because of the money. It's more time to adjust to the idea of leaving a whole life behind. You can think about what's happened where you are now, how it has shaped you, and really observe what's around you, before you leave it forever.
Having time to contemplate the past before the journey begins is a great advantage, or so I've found in my own life. It helps you get ready. Once the big change happens, it's hard to think about anything but the new place, the new people.
That's just my opinion, though. Trust your gut.
yeah, "doing things right" definitely involves reflection and observation, and a gradual easing out of my current life.
the shift has to happen on a lot of different levels, and really, having the time to make sure it's as smooth as possible is really a blessing.
and i do trust my gut. that's why i tend to be a bit on the impulsive side. ;)
you should stay. That's a nice little nest egg to have....you can buy lots of match box cars with it. Or a rubber flowered bathing cap. It's what I would buy.
i will definitely be staying. i'll just satisfy my need for instant gratification (i guess that would be "eventual gratification"?) with frequent trips up north. :)
also, oooh, bathing caps. hot.
maybe i could get a job as one of those bathing beauties. you know, the ones that do the whole synchronized swimming thing?
i'm not shaving my beard, though.
But you have to be happy right? That's important. And work is just an ends to a means. That's the way I figure it anyway.
Maybe things are different here in the third world though?
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