Jay & I were talking today, and I threw out an idea.
I phrased it in a silly way, and mostly made a joke out of it, but it's really something I'd like to do.
Just... up and leave. Go to were the jobs are. Explore places. Rent out a room, stay for only a little while. Live out of a suitcase. (It's already half packed.)
He asked my why I don't do this... and the only answer I have is...
CREDIT CARD BILLS.
If I knew that I could go somewhere and find work... even just odd jobs on the side... and it would be enough to feed me & maybe even keep me in a youth hostel for a month, I would do it. I would be gone. I'd be sending you all exotic post cards, meeting fabulous people.
I've always talked about the "Couch Tour of America". I have people in Florida, London, Boston, New York, California (& maybe others I can't think of off the top of my head) that I could crash with for a week or more.
But... I have $6,000 in debt that will not just "go away" or even "wait for me" while I go on a traveling spree. Nope. If I don't make those payments?
They'll double. And triple. And the APR (that is already teetering on a whopping 29%!) will double. And triple.
And I'll come home to what essentially will be a MORTGAGE.
Sooo... we hold off on living the dream for awhile.
I seriously need to win the lottery or something.