The Last Rant You’ll Ever Read Here

If you’re wondering why there was no blog post last week, we took a few days off to relax in the Smoky Mountains. Although short, it was just what we needed. You see, the past couple of weeks have been a real struggle. I’ve questioned just about everything in my life – from quitting my job last September to writing this blog. I wouldn’t call it depression so much as I would call it frustration. The job-free life I had imagined was far from what we were living, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it.

I thought being free from a 9-5 job was going to be life-changing. I admit, I had very high hopes for all the extra time I was going to have – like spending it cooking, gardening, and traveling. Moreover, I thought having some extra me-time hours would help me better balance my role as a caregiver – something I have long felt I need to learn to do. But none of that actually happened. Other people/obligations/situations claimed that time instead.

I know that I’m partly to blame for this. Boundaries have never been my strong suit. So trust me when I tell you this – I feel so much guilt even writing this post. I love my family to the moon and back but sometimes being the designated caregiver is so time consuming and stressful that it makes me want to curl up on the couch and binge watch I Faked My Own Death – while taking a lot of notes. I want to shove my Kindle and a few clothes in a backpack, toss Angie and Caesar in the car, and drive off into the sunset. I want to hide in a closet until a sibling I never knew existed knocks on the door to tell me that they are on their way to the pharmacy to pick up Mom’s medication so I can take a nap. And on a really bad day, I want to shut my computer for good, stop deluding myself into thinking my life is my own, and move all my family into the same house so I can dutifully care for the ones who need me. Because truthfully, that’s why I left my job in the first place!

They say expressing oneself is good for the soul. If that’s so, why do I feel like crap for typing that last paragraph?? In fact, I feel like I should hit delete right now because what if my family does read this? What if the wrong folks think I’m talking about them? Or better yet, what if the right folks know I’m talking about them? Sadly, this isn’t a Hallmark movie or an episode of This is Us. The truth isn’t going to suddenly wake people up and make them start expecting more from themselves and less from me. This is real life and people get hurt and angry when you tell them that you love them but you just can’t help them, at least not right now.

My family thinks that I quit my job because I was frustrated with my employer. They are baffled by the fact that I haven’t found another job yet – and by job, I mean a career-path that will take me to retirement. They say things like, “I’d rather just write you a check than have you out there doing something like that” and by “like that” I mean putting up a seed display at our local co-op. They ask me questions like, “when are you going to be over this phase?” as if I didn’t spend 3 years of my life thoughtfully planning out and practicing for the day I would leave my job for good. But they don’t know that…because the last time I tried talking about living on 50% of our income with anyone outside this blog, it caused too much yelling and a good bit of foaming at the mouth.

It was at that point that I came to truly understand that the people closest too us are not always the closest ones to us. Being part of a family does not mean that everyone in it shares the same beliefs, values, and ideas. And sometimes, when your beliefs, values, and ideas are drastically different than theirs, your best bet is to just shut up and avoid the drama. Neither of you is going to change the other’s opinion. Right now, I like to believe we’re doing something avant garde, trying to create our version of the good life from scratch. My family thinks I’m floundering and as such, they think they need to help me fill my time (at least until it prompts me to get back on track.)

So that’s where I’ve been these past few weeks/months/years. Despite the fact that I try to focus on happy things in this blog, life isn’t always happy. We have bad days, frustrating days, and full-box-of-Kleenex days just like everyone else. A lot of times I try to put a positive spin on caring for an aging parent, but the truth is; folks, it’s not easy! Especially when that parent is in a mean mood (her words, not mine) and wants to berate you for not making  Kool-Aid the right way.

Getting away for a few days didn’t dramatically alter any of this. It did, however, give me a chance to rest and reset and that led me to reconsider a few things. Yes, I’m going to spin this now. Don’t shake your head, you knew it was coming…

My family can be needy, yes, but I had to ask myself if they were actually being more needy than normal, and the answer was no. In fact, in some respects, the needs have been less. And the drama? Well, that’s pretty standard too. Is it right? No. But my family has been challenging me at every turn since I was 6 years old and told my mom I was going to be a writer when I grew up (not a nurse). In short, the real change here has been me.

My stress is caused in large part because I think deep down I want someone in my family to understand what we’re doing, to support it, and to maybe even brag about it to their friends. I want that level of encouragement because it will help keep me motivated. And I really could use some motivation sometimes! I also think I’m stressed because in some respects that are right, and that is a super hard pill to swallow!

Being job-free has been harder than I expected. I didn’t think things would just fall in my lap because I quit, but I figured, with a little effort, I’d be able to make enough money to afford this simple life we were trying to live. Some weeks are better than others, and so are some of the gigs we’ve accepted to help facilitate this journey. But sometimes I feel like I’m spending all my time chasing down the next gig and other times, I feel overwhelmed doing all the gigs I’ve scheduled. All this chasing/working leaves little time for anything else – like all those things I hoped to be doing instead – and it makes those otherwise normal family obligations seem so overwhelming.

While propped up on a big fluffy bed in our hotel in Pigeon Forge, watching Property Brothers and scrolling through Facebook, I came across a post from one of the companies that I often accept gigs from. It wasn’t anything profound, just a simple post about a job opportunity, but it sparked the kindling in my brain and I suddenly saw a way out of the frustration. It was an avenue of work that I had not really considered (get your mind out of the gutter!) but it was right up my alley, so I applied. Now, as of this post, I have yet to hear from that job but…a quick Google search revealed about a dozen other companies hiring for the same type job and to me that was all the inspiration that I needed.

These past five months have taught me something I never knew about myself. I need some structure in my life to make the good parts function properly. I’m not able to fully retire right now so some work is still necessary, but creating that work by stringing together different gigs is not…well, working for us. So, I’ve decided to try to find one steady freelance gig (or part-time job) that I can do from home and put away when I’m done. I know this sounds similar to the job I just left but I assure you, it’s not. I’m not looking to be in charge of anything this time. I’m not looking for a growth opportunity, benefits, or anything like that. I’m simply seeking a task-based job (think editing, proofreading, etc.) in a field I’m familiar with, that I can spend a few hours a day on, and I believe I’ve found several good ones to apply to. I’ll definitely keep you posted on the progress.

So there’s my rant…

You will (most likely) never read another one like it. Not because it’s not okay to express yourself – it is definitely more than okay – but because I hope to have a lot of other, more interesting, topics to discuss going forward.

14 thoughts on “The Last Rant You’ll Ever Read Here

  1. I am the same person in my family as you in yours so I feel ya! Also, I left a well qualified great paying career to work part-time retail with great hours and no take home responsibility and it is the best thing ever! I fully encourage you to explore firmer boundaries for your self care – schedule more little getaways or staycations throughout your year or even just schedule little self care appts like a fun night with friends or a dinner date with your partner. It all helps fill your cup while you are doing so much for everyone else.

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    1. Thank you for the excellent advice! I’ve been thinking about how much more balanced I was when we traveled (or just went out exploring) and how I can start to reincorporate that back into our lives. I’m my own worst enemy when it comes to boundaries. They exist in my head and then I go to put them in play and back out. I think maybe it’s time to stop making excuses and start trying a little harder. 🙂

      PS – I’m glad you shared your experience with retail. A lot of times retail gets a bad rap but I really enjoy the one day a week that I work as a merchandiser in Target. It’s fast-paced, fun, and I get to leave it all behind when I’m done.

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      1. For sure it is hard to put boundaries into play – like yoga, it is a practice not an achievement, but once I had my daughter things became quite clear to me – I have to show her how to do this stuff so I have to do it. You will get there! Travelling/exploring really is the loveliest way to fill your cup because it tends to fill us with awe and that helps put stuff into perspective….. I look forward to continue reading about it all here!

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  2. I think what you’re doing is awesome and an inspiration to others. I appreciate your candor in your posts and often brag about you and you’re blog to people in my life. We all have bad and good days and that is life. Keep doing what you do and if something doesn’t work reflect and adjust until it does. Much love to you and Angie and Caesar!

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  3. I’ve been my moms caretaker for over a decade, by far it’s the hardest “job” I’ve ever had. Several years ago I started changing my life similar to what you and Angie are doing, the difference is my coworkers and friends think I’m a tightwad when in fact the truth is I’m mindful of how I spend my money. Thus far they don’t get it. Like you I would like their support for motivational purposes. Since that isn’t happening I read this blog and couple of others for support and motivation. I didn’t find this post ranting it’s truthful! Hang in there and please keep us posted on your part time structure gig!

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    1. Thanks, Kristine! You’re right – caregiving is definitely a job all by itself! It’s really good to know we’re not alone out there. I hope your mom is doing well.

      I’ve been called a tightwad a few times too. I take it as a compliment now. Lol! I will definitely keep you posted on the job search.

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  4. That all sounds very reasonable to me, not a rant at all. Lots of families aren’t 100% supportive of our choices; and here in Australia, lots of people in my rural community only work part time, it’s very normal. So if you’ve found a new solution that suits your personal evolution, take the job! We, your readers, will not judge you, & it sounds like you need to be a little kinder & less critical on yourself too? Blessings & good luck, G 🌈

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