For the last year and a half I've worked two jobs, managed to pay off a sizeable debt (coincidently from other travels..) and saved $15,000 (and $2000 in pre-trip expenses I've already absorbed) for this next chapter. 14 months of planning, obsessing, researching..
Denise and I dropped our keys off at security..grabbed our bags mashed full of our suits and work clothes and did a dance all the way to the car. We actually sang "The Final Countdown" as we exited the parking garage for the last and final time. I came home, changed and tore the work pants I've lived in for the last year and a half to shreds and ceremoniously put them in the garbage can. Then I texted everyone I knew to tell them.
What a crazy good feeling! I don't have to deal with alarm clocks, or rush hour traffic or "urgent" messages from clients. Most importantly I don't have to eat in P4 anymore.
There is one thing I have to do now..there's a bottle of champagne chilling in the fridge that needs my immediate attention...
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