Monday March 1st, 2010 marks a milestone in my life …
I have mentally prepared and planned this decision to leave my life of the 9 to 5. I woke up Monday morning feeling anxious and terrified for the decision would change my life. My boyfriend was no where to be found and I didn’t know what I should do. Frantically I managed to put a resignation letter together and ten minutes prior to my weekly meeting with my boss, my boyfriend signed online. To my relief he read it over and suggested to change a couple things and he sent his well wishes. He seems to know how to calm me during times like this, thanks babe for being there!
As I walked to my bosses office I took a deep breath and I gave my boss the letter and she was excited for me. She said she would of made the same decision, given that she was placed in my shoes. It wasn’t easy for me to do so because it felt like my umbilical cord had been snipped at that moment. Leaving a place of warmth and comfort to live in the new unknown future ahead. I always envisioned that at that moment I would of gotten in an emotional breakdown but it was quite opposite. I was strong and confident and my fear in me disappeared. I had a defining of moment of … letting it go.
No more mundane Mondays, reporting to a manager, long meetings, etc. I am trading my current life for the hopes that I can successfully start my business and start living my life the way I want vs. what society wants for me. I have always lived my life by social design but for once in my life I decided, enough is enough, it is time for me to take a mini-retirement.
I am not too sure how long my retirement from the typical life style will be but for starters, it is a minimum of 92 days or 3 months. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to retire to have idle time but I want to retire from defined schedules which are designed to make one tired and worn out. Whoever decided that 8-hour days, 5 days a week was the way to go was simply insane. The working hours seem ludicrous to me but let me leave that in another post.
Floating in air, I continued my day in shock of what I had just done. Everything just seemed so surreal to me but my worries went away once my flight was booked, 20 days* until departure. It is not that far away and I have 3 units to rent out before then. It sounds unrealistic but I try to strive for the unrealistic goals, for if I just strive for the realistic ones then I would just be another statistic in this norm.
*Update: 12 Days left and I have rented 1 of the 3 units.
*Update (March 11): 2 of the 3 units rented.
- Liza Mae
