Kelscapades started the day I decided to turn down a perfectly good job offer in order to travel the world.
It started in May, the company I worked for decided to consolidate HQ's in a tiny town 40 minutes south of Cleveland. While I have nothing against the mid-west (being raised in Pittsburgh and then Wisconsin I have quite the soft spot for the people if not the places), I had moved to Seattle just eight months prior in order to be closer to family. To relocate now would be in direct contradiction to the decision I had made so recently (and was quite happy with) and so I knew immediately that my future did not lead to Ohio, but to some new adventure.
At first I thought that adventure would be a new company, same job, different brand. So I found a job, I interviewed, I received a good offer, one that matched my current salary was in a better location and had a lot of opportunity for growth. I found a job that I would have wanted just eight months before, hell, just one month before. But there was not a single part of me that wanted to accept that job. It was the logical, the reasonable, the responsible thing to do. BUT. My heart wasn't in it. And I don't have enough discipline to start something without my heart... for me, that's a recipe for disaster.
I can't remember a time I didn't want to travel. I've always loved placed and culture and history and nature. In college, I studied abroad in Barcelona my Sophomore year, which was harder than I expected, but opened up the world to me. The truth is, things become less scary the more you do them. And I have done A LOT of traveling. Over, the past ten years I've been to eighteen countries. It's not that my fear of going somewhere new is gone, it's just that I've learned that I am capable of figuring it out, that humans are humans, and that Google works almost everywhere on this planet :)
So, with the news that my job was being relocated (and as a result I would be jobless at the end of November), and having turned down the the perfectly good job (that I really didn't want) I decided that the Universe was giving me a gift. The Universe gets capitalized out of respect, I suppose, but really I'm giving myself a gift. To take the time to figure out what I really want out of life, to realize a dream of spending an extended time abroad, and to allow myself the freedom to take a break. I realize that I'm incredibly lucky that I have this option at all. So with a lot of gratitude about the greatness of the Universe...
Kelscapades is born.
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