Hi. My name is Amiee. I will be turning 50 this year! Wooop Wooop? In December, 2013, I was laid off from Indiana University after 26 LONG years allowing them to suck the life right out of me. It’s taken several months of “rehabilitation” to form myself back into a living, breathing human being. I still have flash backs, so I think that my mind and my body are still recovering from the trauma of sitting at a desk 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. After months of going through the grieving process…being angry…resentful…sad…scared….depressed..I’m sure there are many more feelings that I went through but , I’ve made it through the rough times and am starting to feel like a human again. While losing my job has been one of the worst things I have been through in a while, it has also been a blessing. Sitting at a desk all day every week day, being told when to arrive, when to eat lunch, when to go home, when to take a break, when to go to meetings….blah blah blah, I believe I became a of “Stepford” worker. My weekends were filled with the must do’s…laundry, grocery shopping, lawn mowing, etc… I lived for those once a year vacations that made my life worth living.
I have always loved to travel, to experience new things, new cultures and OH, the food! I loved almost everything about traveling…with the exception of the “getting there” part. Plane travel is HARD! Those of us that travel know that “getting there” is the most difficult part, but it has always been worth it, in my eyes. No amount of flight delays, bad weather, sickness or encounters with mean people has ever dampened my love of travel. I have travelled all over the world and the U.S., but most of the places I’ve visited here, I was just to young to appreciate or remember. My mom has this same wanderlust. I think I may have inherited that from her. She has always wanted to just get a camper, hop in and go. We talked a lot about doing just that, since I got laid off.
After many months of unsuccessful job searching and semi successful soul searching I decided to turn my misfortune into an opportunity of a life time. So, I’ve sold my home and am in the process of selling most of my furniture and belongings. I purchased a Forest River, Georgtown 34-ft. RV. WHAT? Yes, I did. You think I’m crazy don’t you? Well, my dad thinks so too! But, I don’t think I’m crazy, I think that for the first time in a long, long time, I’m actually starting to feel something! Even if it’s being scared…or feeling joy, or both at the same time. I believe that I had lost myself at that desk. To the point where I was just going through the motion of living. When your days are filled with the same mundane tasks…I think you forget, except for those two precious weeks of vacation time a year, what it’s like to live…really live. That’s my excuse anyway! So, here’s the plan: We are going to travel for a year and see the country. And after that? I don’t know. On this adventure, I may just find out what it is that I want to do when I grow up.
I’m starting this blog because I want to document my experience. I picked up my RV last month and have already learned many things! I’m going to try to write about the people we meet, places that we visit, experiences that I have and of course the things I find to eat! So, This is the beginning of a wonderful adventure, a new beginning and a chance to experience this with my parents….which of course is priceless to me. I hope that my experience will insight others to start their own adventure. My trip begins on Sept. 30th, but I’ll share what I’ve already learned in my next post. Happy Trails!