Wanderlust by definition- is the lust for wander…. the strong desire for travel.
For me the decision to quit working a job of 27 years at the ripe old age of 57, sell everything we own and hit the road is a little more than that. No, we didn’t win the lotto. No we aren’t crazy and no we didn’t make this decision during a night of boozing. Yes, I want to travel and see new places, meet interesting people, explore new ideas BUT I also want to spend quality time with family and friends and live a life of intention.
How did we get here?
Money. With my husband approaching the big 6-0 we began the serious discussion of what we wanted our retirement to look like. We lived in an awesome 100 year old Victorian style house filled with antiques and family history. We had a pool and a yard and an extra apartment out back for the overnight guests. The neighborhood was full of wonderful, interesting people that are full of fun and a real community feel. It was an awesome place to live. We knew we could remain in this house after retirement BUT when we started adding up how much it was really costing us to live there it was a real ah ha moment for me. The monies that you don’t get back when you sell your home or even increase the value; Taxes, pool service, maid service, yard service, interest on loans, home repair (this is large for us because of the age of the house), trips to Lowes/Home Depot, chlorine for the pool, flowers, mulch…. the list goes on and on and the dollars continue to add up. At this rate, a large bulk of our savings and 401K would go just to maintain our current living condition. BUT, working and maintaining a house cost more than money it cost time. AND I DO NOT LIKE IT! No improvement, no travel, no new knowledge or experiences.
Work. The house is only one piece of this puzzle. Working until 65 sounds horrible. I have worked at the same job for 27 years and after all this time the people that I work for are an extended family. My husband has worked at the same company with me for the past 10 years. The job has served us well. We have been rewarded with a good wage and benefits. But we work a lot- 60+ hours a week. It has taken its toll on us physically and mentally. We needed to make a change.
Time. It is a large piece of this puzzle. We have 2 grown children that are our favorite people. They are self-sufficient, contributing members of society. They are both married to great people that I love like they were my own and we have 3 grandkids that are smarter, cuter and better humans than yours. A quick dinner on Thursday is great and keeps us in touch. A weekend here or there is fun but we always leave wanting more. We are truly blessed and I am grateful. Again, what is wrong with this picture… nothing on the surface except that we want to spend quality time with them all. I don’t want to miss out on experiences while I am young enough to physically hang out with them. Also, not to sound morbid or overly dramatic but the truth of the matter is that we only get so many hours on this earth. I want to intentionally spend them doing meaningful things.
Decision. So what to do about it? Well….. for us it was a complete overhaul on our life. We have sold the house and just about everything we own. Gave notice at work,( last day is June 30, 2017). Purchased a 38 foot long RV and will hit the road mid-July, Wanderlust on Wheels (WOW).
Hold on this shits about to get real.