Next week I leave for Pennsylvania. I have a one-way ticket and I haven't booked my flight home yet because I'm not exactly sure where I'll be in order to fly home. This is the most fly by the seat of my pants traveling I have ever done.
My normal schedule used to be a 4 day work week with long hours in order to enjoy a 3 day weekend. I realized that I was working approximately 16 days with 12 days off each month. Why not consolidate the work time and combine the days off? It's ultimately still the same amount of work, the same amount of clients, just on a slightly different schedule.
To test it out, I've done 3 weeks of work with 10 days of play. Gradually moving back to 16 days of work with 12 days of play. Eventually, I'd like to shift to 2 weeks on, 2 weeks off.
My boyfriend, who I refer to in my writing as The Drifter, is a writer and works remote allowing for full time travel across the U.S. in a Casita travel trailer. My time off is perfect for lengthy trips to fly out and meet him. Work. Travel. Repeat.
In my last blog post, we were road tripping for my birthday. Dallas to New Orleans to Memphis to Hot Springs and back to Dallas. An awesome loop if you have the time to enjoy it. After the birthday loop, we paused for a few weeks and then took off for Nashville, Tennessee. Since then, we've spent time in North and South Carolina as well as Georgia.
Lately, I feel like I need to explain myself to others for the life style I have chosen. The amount of time I dedicate to my life in Texas versus the amount of time I choose to spend exploring other places with The Drifter. I realize this is not the norm for most people but when have I ever done anything normal?
I want to write about the places I've been but not in the traditional sense of a travel blogger. (Where to eat, sleep, shop.) I want to write about my favorite unexpected events and the simple pleasures that can only be experienced in those areas. Like the way the jasmine smells in Savannah in May and the way the cool air feels on your skin while laying on a blanket at Crater Lake in Oregon while a blanket of stars covers you from above. Sensory memories. That's the good stuff.
This past March marked my 15th year as a cosmetologist. To the fellow stylists that inspire me and the clients and friends that I have met over the years, you contribute to this life of mine in more ways than you know. I am grateful for the route my career has lead me on. I am absolutely in love with the space I have created at The Studio but I won't allow it to limit me. I am grateful for the connection that I have with The Drifter and nothing has made me happier than getting to travel across the country with him.
Everyone has their own idea of what success looks like. This is mine.