You're gonna quit what to do what?
Updated: Jul 15, 2019
It’s December 2018 and I’ve just had knee surgery. Nothing crazy, little meniscus tear and built up scar tissue to remove. But it’s this event that pushed me to quit my job and travel the world. I’d thought about it for a while, like some years, but never had the the guts to pull the trigger. It was how me needing to take a couple days off after my surgery was received by certain people at my job that pushed me over the edge.
F$%! IT. I could die tomorrow and they’ll quickly hire my replacement, so I’m going to do this now, for me! That was it, I set a “peace out” date for mid-April, with an early May departure date. Figured a few months would give me some time to map out my travels and squirrel away some extra cash. I never took a gap year after high school or college. Hell, that phrase wasn’t even in my vocabulary then. I had no idea people did those kind of things, so I said why not just use the rest of the year to explore some of the wonders of this great Earth.
Quit my job and travel the world for close to a year, yup, that’s what I’m about to do. Sounds normal to some, but crazy to others. A couple friends and family members asked questions like “Are you going through something? Do you have man, job, or mental problems? What are you running away from?” Uh Sir, Ma’am, that’s a NO on all fronts, I’m good, thanks. I just really, really like traveling. This is not a pre-mid life crisis.
What made me want to do this? Worn down from work, not happy with work, feeling anxious about seeing and doing all that I can before I “settle down”, and plain old wanderlust- any and all of these. I love traveling and experiencing new things, people and cultures, so this felt natural for me to do.
Any who, you didn’t come here for a peek into my therapy session (maybe some of ya'll did 😒). Now that you know the why, you probably want to know the what, when, where, and how. Let’s start with how I'm going to pull this off. I’m a planner. There I said it and I'm not ashamed. I like to have things planned out, in advance. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for and enjoy spontaneity, truly do. But if it’s going to be chaos, I need calculated chaos. If it’s going to be “fly by the seat of my pants”, I need to know what pants I’ll be wearing and to where I’m flying. I wasn’t about to quit my job and take off the next day looking like this…
How was I going to finance this? Where was I going to go? What was I going to do? Wait, I just renewed my lease, what about my apartment?
When I mentioned this trip to anyone (except my grandmother who’s my no questions asked ride or die) they all wanted to know the answers to these questions (and more) so here you have it... answers. "Make sure your journal" they said. "Are you going to blog so I can follow your travels?" They asked. Be careful what you ask you, cuz now ya'll gotta read this and like it! I'll take you from the decision, to planning, to execution, to whatever’s going to come after that. Next up you'll hear all about my neurosis of budgeting and planning for this #WorldTour