We left San Francisco on February 10, 2010 with a plan to head south to Mexico and then make the innocently named "puddle jump" to the South Pacific (!!) this spring. From there, who knows?!?!?!? Maybe Fiji? Australia? New Zealand? For now, we're just thrilled to finally be out at sea! 
Today was my last day of work. I still can’t believe Matt and I are quitting our jobs when the economy is in the dump. But, then again, what better time to leave the country???
At work I am known for writing funny emails. They’re largely about all the ridiculous situations in the office *insert Dilbert comic here* and are funny because they are true. Anyway, I sent my final email to the office, trying to keep it funny and poignant at the same time. It was about 4 “pages” long. A couple people commented about how long it was, but it was my final exam as to whether people really DO read the emails I send (as they claim they always did.) I got quite a few fun responses back in turn. My favorite comment, though, was from our CEO who called me and repeated a few things he said in his email. He reminded me to beware of the Somali pirates.
“You know, I’ve been reading about this and they are getting more and more aggressive and are traveling farther out into the sea now and capturing private yachts and everything, so you really need to be careful out there.”
Then, one of the highlights of my day:
“But, if something happens, you call me. I’ll come get you.”
YES! My company’s got our back. I’m sure the office would find it pretty frickin’ hilarious if they were notified that quarterly bonuses were suspended indefinitely so that all such profits could go towards ransoming Matt and I from the crazies.
My co-workers all signed a card for me (turning me into a sobbing mess) and one of them noted that not only had I been a good office manager, but I was now an inspiration for all of them that one really could follow his/her dreams. Such a sweet sentiment but makes me smile because it’s all a matter of perspective, right? Some call us inspirational, others call us stupid. I prefer the former, but sometimes think the latter may be more accurate.
Anyway, as of today – we are (almost) ALL IN. All that is left is for us to move onto the boat, which will fully happen January 2.
It still doesn’t feel real. I’m thinking it won’t actually feel real until I am lying on the deck at anchor in Mexico, cheap taco in one hand, corona in the other, and haven’t checked Facebook in like a week.
I MISS you already…
Dreams are a funny thing. I’ve been called inspirational too, but in my head, I’ve thought plenty that I must be crazy to pursue this business.
But you only live once!! Very few people are brave enough to pursue their dreams and leave their comfort!