Psst, I have a secret to share with you. Are you listening? Good. Here it is: Life shouldn’t merely be about getting from point A to point B. Between those points are where the actual living happens. The journey should be as enjoyable as the destination.
In fact the way I see it, there really is no such thing as a destination. When we arrive at the end of one goal, job, dream, or trip; we may take some time to congratulate ourselves on a job well done and enjoy having completed the task. But wait to long and stagnation sets in. The joy fades a little, and then it’s time to move on. There is always a new project to start, another place to go visit, a new goal to meet. Life is one big journey, with multiple pit stops along the way.
If you choose to only be happy when you get to the conclusion of something, you’re going to be missing out on a lot of fun. The sad thing is, most of the people I meet think like this. They rush about trying to cram as many things as possible into their days, and what matters is that they get everything done in the quickest and most efficient way possible.
I’m not saying that efficiency is a bad thing, I just feel like we’ve made life more complicated than it needs to be. We buy things that are suppose to make life easier, yet somehow don’t end up with more free time to enjoy where we are now.
This philosophy is what made me get started on RVing in the first place. I decided that spending the next 30+ years of my life toiling away at a job I didn’t like for the possibility of going full-timing after retirement wasn’t worth it. The journey was what mattered more, so I’d find a way to go full-time RVing sooner rather than later.
Which brings me to the present. It seems that I’ve had to be reminded of this point again. I could spend this year living in my expensive apartment until the lease is up in September, and work at a different job that maybe isn’t as bad as the last one but still doesn’t inspire me. All in the name of trying to save enough to hopefully buy my Casita within the next year or two at the lower wages I’m now making. This was the road I thought I was going to be forced to take.
Or I could make a go at enjoying the journey to full-timing. Just because I don’t yet have the RV doesn’t mean that I can’t travel and have some fun while earning the necessary money.
I could talk to my roommate, look at cheaper places to stay that she’d be able to pay for on her own without me, talk to the landlady and see what the process was for breaking the lease at our current place, and then search sites like www.coolworks.com to find seasonal employment at interesting out of state places that provide cheap housing.
Guess which choice I went with.
So that’s what I’ve been up to these past few days. I don’t know how it’s all going to turn out in the end, but at least I can say I’ve made the attempt. If this most recent plan backfires, I fully intend to take time off for a road trip in my truck, I’ll get my travel adventuring in one way or another.
Incidentally, if any of you out there have experience with seasonal employment of this sort I’d love to hear what you thought about it.
Barring that, I urge you to take a bit of time out of your busy schedule today to brainstorm what you can do to make the journey you’re on now more enjoyable.
Image courtesy of Tony the Misfit
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