Holy shit, y'all. It’s happening.
After 11 years, I’m leaving my corporate jobby job, cashing out my 401k, and moving from the East Coast to Oregon.
Still working out the details (I’ve offered to keep working remotely for a few month to ease the transition - for both work and me) but we’ve finally zeroed in on mid-August.
I’m gonna spend my birthday on a 43 hour road trip with my BF, sister, and 3 dogs!
And the BF is leading the job search. If all goes to plan, I’ll be able to take 2-3 months off to focus on editorial for Terminus.
So yeah… devoting all my energy to writing, being close to family, living in an actual progressive state… And, hell, I’m finally gonna get a medical marijuana card for my giant pile of health issues. (Which I expect to improve with actual rest and time to care for myself instead of for my clients and their millions.)
It’s scary. Maybe this is my mid-life crisis. But I’m sick of waiting to start our lives, of not doing family holidays, and always being on call for a job that’s, honestly, part of the bigger problem.
I’m taking control of my life! Any of you beloved mutuals in the Northwest??