Obstacle 1: Myself

Yep, the first obstacle was ultimately myself. I struggled with a few things, such as:

  • How the hell was I going to make money?
  • Wait, I have to quit this secure job where I get to hang out with awesome co-workers and health insurance doesn’t cost the equivalent of a used Ford Escort every month? Furthermore, would I actually be able to go into the office and just up and quit?
  • Well, people are going to think I’m completely insane. Wait, they already do. Okay, I’m good there.
  • At my age (I’m 38) there are certain things society expects of me. This includes having a steady job, having gobs of retirement money ready for an RV purchase when I’m 90, being married kind of unhappily but it’s okay cuz we have kids and the like. I hyperbolize, of course, and I think things have gotten quite a bit better regarding societal expectations, especially in a place like Austin, but it really just depends on who you’re speaking with.

Ultimately I had to realize something extraordinarily important: I didn’t have to have anyone to answer to except for myself. With that in mind, what the hell was I waiting for? What’s the worst case scenario? Well not to get all macabre, but death is the worst case, and that’s just something that can happen anywhere at any time, unfortunately. On a financial level, maybe I’d have to start selling snow-cones, or even go back to a desk job where I would work with snow-cone vendors. I don’t particularly like or have a passion for snow-cones, but it would be manageable. 

Anyway, obstacle 1 was soundly overcome.