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Getting stuck in boring daily routines, day in day out, has always scared me. The thought of becoming one of those people who look at their life 20 years on and go "when did I become boring?" has always sent shivers down my spine. I can't stand boring. Life is just way too short.
So I've always had big plans. The desire not to work full time while still retaining a decent wage. The freedom to spend rainy mornings at home, snuggled in bed, riding or working at 11pm if the fancy takes me. The desire to travel and live overseas - in the UK, France, Italy, Canada and who knows where else.
I put the first part of my plan into motion. I left home and moved to Queensland. I told myself this was my first step into the real world. Moving from my comfy home with my parents, to living by myself. Changing jobs from a comfy university job that I was gifted to a corporate dog-eat-dog position that required me to hone my skills and watch my back.
Then when I'd completed those things and settled into my new place and job, somehow I lost my motivation. I didn't stop dreaming of my original plans, just lost the map of how I was going to get them.
Then last week, my girlfriend suddenly revealed her date for moving to the UK. If we're still together, would that date suit me, she asked. I didn't know. I guessed it did. No reason not to. It scared me though. That she was so far-sighted that she could see 3 years into the future and start a saving regime and understanding things such as freighting companies, etc. I used to be that person - the planner. The organiser. I used to know what I'd need and what my back-up plans were.
Then I started to look at myself and realise that I was stuck in my daily routine. Spending the week longing for the weekend, spending the weekend dreading the week. Weekends are for washing clothes and sleeping in. The week is for working and spending the evenings watching TV.
I am boring.
How did this happen? I don't even go for fun runs on my bike anymore. No evening jaunts around the city streets.
Complacency and lethargy ends here.
I am:
- Moving to the UK.
- 3 years.
- Have a decent amount of savings
- Learn French
- Have some kind of autonomous business running that will come with me
- Take a French course SOON so I can become fairly proficient before I leave.
- Start my business to:
- Supplement my income
- Provide me with my autonomous business
- Find and enrol in French course.
- Build business website
- Build business product
- Create a marketing plan
- Clock up 500kms of freedom hours on the bike
Watch this space.
