New shoes, No job, No problem.

Let’s agree, to agree – there is something wrong with that statement. What exactly is wrong? Well, no one thinks it is okay to quit their job and then buy Cole Haan ballet flats. No one. Not even the person who did it... me. I quit my job. I have never quit anything. I have been cut from a random array of sports teams in my day, but I have never quit. So why did I quit? I had a little chat with the spirit of ole’ Martin – I am following a dream. I have quit my secure, low paying, first job. Again, no one thinks this is okay. No one. Except everyone who responds to my craziness with – “If I weren’t tied down.” or “I’ve dreamed of living there!” – those kids might get it.  I believe there is something in everyone that wishes they could pack up, be impulsive and move across the country (or even just Kansas).  I get it. I know I should go when I have a job, have a really great savings account, or when the economy decides to play well with others. Well, I’ve pondered it all. And I have pondered it all for a year. It’s time. Who knows how long I could spend waiting for all of those things to align? Time to skip past logic and follow that heart (I hear it is that thing that beats in your chest).

Now come, tag along. My blog will become part “holy shit I am crazy, why did I do this?” and part documentary of what life is like poor. Hit me up if you want to do a Ramen Noodle dinner date soon. 

See you soon Colorado!