This week I celebrated my 30th birthday. I’ve officially been alive for three whole decades.
I’m not typically one to get hung up on my age, but I’m unusually emotional about this particular milestone. I’m feeling wary, excited, nervous, and melancholy. I’m sad about the days that have passed. One third of my life is over. Where did it go? What have I accomplished? I still feel like I am just starting out.
Of course, these emotions could also be a result of the fact that my family is in the midst of embarking on a huge, risky, life-changing transition. As I shared in our July expense report, we’re in the process of moving.
So Many Emotions!
In most ways my life is much better than I had planned. And my little family is moving one step closer to our goal of living our lives on our terms, not on a schedule set by our employers.
Today, however, our house is in disarray. There are boxes and bins everywhere. I’m very overwhelmed by the changes that are coming to our lives and by all that is still left to do.
This move makes practical and financial sense for our family. We are incredibly lucky to have this opportunity. It is a step we need to take if we are ever going to live out our dream of working as-needed, as little as possible, on our own terms.
But it is still scary as hell.
Leaving Something Good to Take a Chance on Something Great
The past year and a half, since my daughter was born, has been the most relaxed, happy, fulfilling, and joyful time in my life. I am voluntarily putting an end to that in search of something that might be better.
But what if it isn’t better? What if the happiness and joy I feel every day disappears? What if this new phase of life that we’re starting never lives up to the contentment I feel now? What if Baby Bear doesn’t adjust well, or misses her friends little friends too much?
It is all very possible. The future, as always, is a big unknown.
I have absolutely loved my time in this city, in this house with my sweet baby.
But Mountain Papa and I have bigger dreams. We want to be present as our children grow up. We don’t want to just spend one hurried hour a day with them after we get home from work. And we want the time we spend together to be our own, not constantly clouded by looming work obligations or stress about upcoming deadlines.
So, we’re moving. We’re leaving our happy home, the home we brought Baby Bear home from the hospital to. Our first home. The home she learned to roll over, crawl, and walk in. The yard she first picked up leaves in and the first garden she helped care for.
We’re leaving all that in hopes that where we are going is better. For her, for us, for our family.
We are moving back into my childhood home, so that I can take over the family business (home childcare) that my mom started almost 30 years ago (when I was a few months old). As longtime readers know, I also currently provide home daycare, but my business is not as well-established as my mom’s. I’ve given my notice to my current families, and my mom’s current families have agreed to stay with me after she leaves and I transition in.
Meanwhile, Mountain Papa has put in notice at his job. You might recall that he has been working a lot of overtime lately. His company is going through a transition period which has led to significant and frequent budget cuts. As you can imagine, it is a stressful working environment in which no one feels that their job is secure. He is planning to stay on as a consultant for now, but his hours will gradually diminish over the next few months.
With my new, slightly increased income, and Mountain Papa’s new, slightly decreased income, our overall monthly income will stay pretty consistent. But, while my working hours will stay about the same, Mountain Papa will be working a lot less. We be living in a home with a little bit more space and more land, and we’ll be closer to friends and family.
Our goal is for Mountain Papa to use his newfound free time to:
- spend more time with his family,
- enjoy the fishing stream and biking trails around our new home, and
- build up income in other ways, preferably doing remote work that will lead to passive income
We’ve already taken a step towards building up our passive income: we’ve chosen to rent out our current house, rather than sell it. Our sweet starter home, as it turns out, was also a decent investment opportunity. We’re excited to have a few extra bucks coming in each month that we won’t have to do much to get.
We are total newbies at making money this way, but I keep hearing that it can be done. If it means we can eventually have a life in which we can see each other more and work on our own terms, I think it is worth the risk.
We’ll be sharing our adventure (for better or worse) with you all, so stay tuned!