In the beginning....

  So you don't think I'm slightly insane. This whole "pack up for and adventure with my cat, leaving my family behind, and everything I've known." is just in it's beginning phases.


    I know in some aspects why I want to do this.

   In a way this for me will be a journey of self discovery. I've found my balance in life between the despair (not being able to get out of bed, miserable etc. you get it...) and have found myself sitting in a nice cushy bubble of "I'm finally back to a sane human being doing a program at school I love, la dee da dee da". Sitting in that bubble of safety isn't me. I know it's not. That awkward feeling of restlessness isn't restlessness it's my passion to live saying "Aloha! Your back on your feet now start living" . I'm ready for this. I need this. I need to be in a place where I have to build me up where I'm on my own, and that insatiable thirst for adventure is something I feel like I need to feed.

Some of the first few steps of this have included this blog, but one of details was informing my parents of this idea..... Their reactions while different were expected....



Me: Dad I'm applying for a job in the Yukon
My Dad: "You can work in the states! 
Me: Dad, the Yukon is in CANADA.
My Dad: Well go for it, go see the world! Say hi to my buddy bob out there!
Me: Is bob(name changed to protect this chap) hot, young and single?
My dad: Uh, no, he's around 67 has 6 kids and he's catholic, the kind that doesn't believe in birth control......


Needless to say I love my dad.

My mother on the underhand pretty much consisted of the:
Me: I'm applying for a job in the yukon mom! isn't that cool!
My mother: WHAT! Have you checked into it, whats there public transit like because YOU are not getting a vehicle, how will you get to your job, rent is TO high you'll not make the amount of money you think, you'll never last out there, etc.


You get the drift.

There reactions don't particularly effect my decision to go ahead with this. I have every intention of putting this in motion and seeing where it goes.

How does one decide to pack up and move North after living on the East coast their whole life? Well. When I figure out why I do half the things I'll let you know. This blog itself I guess is a self-discovery in itself. Me and my little cat have decided to pack up our lives and head for the Yukon. There is a lot of steps involved in this though and I have a few months left to make all the arrangements and shop for those oh so important warmer winter wear.

This blog is essentially that. The enfolding of this trip.