In the very beginning…
There wasn’t a strike of lightening or a persuasive event. There were multiple conversations about jobs and retirement, death and mid-life crises, tiny-homes and social expectations. The conversations were sprinkled with and propelled by dissatisfaction of the status quo, a yearning for something different even though we didn’t quite know what that something different might be. And then it started to take shape.
For me, the turning point came out of a fairly personal conversation. I remember walking together down the main street in Berthoud about a year ago, probably coming from the brewery or burrito place, and having one of those life-defining talks about whether or not we were actually going to have kids.
I was still on the fence, Marc wasn’t.
At some point you either make a decision or biology decides for you. Tick tock, right?
As we talked, I felt somehow, that if I gave up the idea of children, I needed something in return. When you make one choice, there is always a reciprocal effect. If we said no to kids, wasn’t there a yes we gained? I wanted some sort of exchange with the universe. I wanted the universe to tell me “You don’t get kids, but you get something else that is epic and awesome.” So we came up with this plan. It was hatched from a lot of different reasons, but for me this was one of the first.
So we started to turn conversations from “what-if” to “let’s do it” and at this point, we are in the “how do we?” phase. How do we get rid of all this shit we’ve accumulated? How light do we want to travel? How do we tell people about this? How do I just up and quit my job? How do we support ourselves? How will we go to the bathroom? The questions were, and still are, more numbered than our answers.
Honestly, I’m both terrified and excited at the same time. It’s one thing to read an inspiring article about a family that travels the world, but when we start talking about all the little details, I start waking up early in the morning. My thoughts fill with anxious visions of bears, poor personal hygiene, eating out of a can and driving each other crazy. Despite all this, one thing that I never feel anxious about is whether we will end up regretting this decision. In fact, the further we get into it, the more I realize how much we’ll regret it if we DON’T do this. I have no idea where we’ll go, what we’ll see and who we’ll meet along the way, but I can’t wait to get started and find out.