Did I mention that I really am in the middle of a midlife crisis? I woke up about a month ago and decided I was moving to an island for six months – St Thomas, USVI to be exact. Why? Because I feel like I haven’t experienced enough life yet and I don’t want living in Minnesota my entire life to be something I regret. I want to know that this is where I’m meant to be for the rest of my life. And I just need a break from this corporate office, cubical lifestyle.
Am I going crazy? Possibly.
My cat, two suitcases, and $5,000.00 is all that is coming with me on my adventure. I have a few possible job leads, but nothing absolute. I’m just up and quitting my decent corporate job that I may not be able to come back to right away upon my return. I’m leaving all of my family, friends, and promising relationships behind. Everyone that I’m close to has said they’ll come visit, but realistically – my family doesn’t even drive 40 minutes to visit me right now. My longtime half relationship man, he says he’s visiting too, but he won’t have a sleepover anymore and can’t stand being around me for more than three hours in a day. My friends that all say they’re coming, well some of them I actually believe. But not most.
I think most still doubt me. I think I doubt myself a little bit still. What if it doesn’t work out? What if I completely fail? What happens if I come back to Minnesota after two months broke and broken? Is that something I can mentally, and fiscally, repair from? Am I making the right decision? Is there a right decision? IS THIS ALL JUST ONE BIG WASTE OF MY TIME AND LIFE??!?!
Who knows, I sure don’t. But I guess we’ll see.
*Keep an eye on my blog, as I plan to keep updating with my journey*
Life in the making [of a mid-life crisis] 