We decided that this year will be for us, to take risks, to take trips, to see what's out there. My husband has become increasingly unhappy at his job, and his job has become increasingly unstable, which caused more stress for him. So since we've stopped treatments, I've given him the green light to see what else is out there. He'd been hanging onto his current job for the health insurance and pay, but I think it's time to take a risk. I'm also beginning to put feelers out for a job, I'm ready to branch out from my current position. It's scary. I haven't applied anywhere for over two years because I've been complacent to just stay here, but I need something better, more hours, better pay. So I'm going to see what's out there too.
Fingers crossed that we don't both just fall on our faces.
I'm also planning several trips within the state for the spring/summer. We'll be going to our only National Park in Cuhoyoga, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Hocking Hills, and who knows where else. Plans are still being made, nothing solidified yet. I'm excited about these plans, and I am hoping very much that they don't fall through.
It's liberating that we're going to open ourselves up to so much possibility, but it's scary too. We've spent so long living with these limitations- when we can go somewhere, what we can afford to do, what risks we can take- that I forgot how exciting life can be. I mean, the last few years we've mostly expected failure, with just a little adventure mixed in. But now, it's all an adventure on untraveled roads.
And I'm so nervous.
I wish I knew what was going to happen next... let's just hope for the best, shall we?