constanttrek

The End Of Employed Life

July 19th, 2004

Well, for me, that is. Gary still has one week to go. It was a distinctly odd feeling to wake up this morning and realise that not only am I now unemployed, for the first time in my adult life I have no actual plans of gaining employment. Odd for about two minutes. After which I turned the odd cartwheel on the bed, screamed like a banshee, and thanked every conceivable deity I could think of for such a glorious reprieve. I am sure that as the money runs out, and the trip gets tough, I may miss the security of a regular pay check and knowing where I am going to sleep. But, lazy coward that I am, at the moment the sheer bliss of the thought of no fixed address and never having to face the North Circular at 7.30am again is enough to keep a blissed out smile on my face.
Obviously the slightly more terrifying aspect of all this is that we now only have two weeks to go, and I am trying frantically to get all the loose ends tied up. Thank god I have this weblog to procrastinate with, as I can only justify cruising the net for a certain amount of time each day. I am also in the middle of my last lot of vaccinations, and constantly feel as though my arm is falling off. I honestly must have such a cocktail of viruses running about in my bloodstream at the moment it is any wonder I am still kicking.
Possibly the biggest challenge facing me right now is simply getting rid of possessions. I have no idea how on earth I accumulate all this junk, nor what on earth I am supposed to do with it, but I suspect it is going to wind up in the trash. I just can’t be bothered shipping yet another load of stuff back to our already overloaded shipping container in my Auntie’s back paddock.
I keep having to remind myself that it is impossible to get everything I had ever hoped for done, and that I must just do what I can and forget the rest – frustrating. Hopefully down the line things will feel a little more together. All I know for the moment is that we are definitely going on the 1st. And that I don’t have to work anymore. Oh, did I already mention that?

Entry Filed under: trekking