A life update...
You may have noticed that I've been less active on Instagram and in my general online presence lately.
I've noticed that taking a step back from life online helps me during times like these.
My migration away from Instagram will probably continue.
So many of you have DM'd me asking where I've been. I figured I'll start sharing a little personal snippet in The Fizz every week instead of regularly posting on social media!
For now, here’s the update:
🏡 I've signed a 1 year lease (the longest and only second lease I've ever signed in my life) on an apartment in Durham, NC (where I lived before vanlife)
😵💫 I'm feeling hella lost in life right now – vanlife had been my only goal for a long time. I like to have big life goals, but I'm trying to learn not to need them.
🌊 I bought an inflatable paddle board and it might be the best $200 I've ever spent… If you want the link to it – email me! 🙂
😸 Bonnie is doing okay. I'll be flying her up to Maine to get a big surgery in August. She needs to have all of her teeth pulled due to an autoimmune issue 😭 She'll have her own fenced-in and safe backyard at our new apartment and I'm sure she'll be happy about that! She's 11 years old now – she'll be 12 in August! My little old grumpy lady 🥹
Thoughts…
My life is in a big transition right now. I've come to realize that the things I've worked toward for the past 4 years aren't actually what I want.
Honestly… showing up to work has felt pointless for the past 6 months (aside from the fact that I need money to establish a stable life…).
After uprooting my life, I'm looking for some form of solid ground again.
I started freelancing to facilitate the life I thought I wanted: a nomadic one. I started coaching other freelancers to help them attain the “alternative” lifestyle they might be looking for, too.
Turns out, I'm not actually super comfortable with that lifestyle - especially with everything going on in this country right now.
I still love to travel and will continue to – for sure. But I’ve learned that living on the road constantly, thru-hiking every year, or living out of a suitcase isn't really my jam.
But since the passions that led me to freelance are no longer burning inside of me quite so intensely, I’ve begun losing motivation. I know that I want to keep freelancing, of course. I definitely want to keep coaching. The community we’ve created in Pop Club is giving me life.
But the burning need to get Camp Moxie off the ground right now doesn’t feel so strong anymore. I’m allowing myself just to take time and find my way back.
If you haven't noticed. Things have been changing around here. I’ve started changing my marketing plans. Spending less time on social media.
My definition of success is helping people make their lives what they want them to be, paying my bills, and going on adventures. It’s not getting 10k+ followers, it’s not making $100k+ per year from my coaching and courses, and it’s not getting published in some fancy way.
I’m switching gears. It’s okay to be content with what you already have. To take a step back and re-evaluate. To take a year to build a course you thought would only take 3 months. To let go of an adventure that you thought you’d love and didn’t. me talking to myself 😅