I usually don't get into the personal stuff on the Interwebs. But this stuff has been on my mind for a while. And I've been trying to figure out a way to talk about it without getting too personal, sounding too whiny, etc. First, a little backstory:
I've worked since my 16th birthday. I became a parent very young. I was a Father at 19 and a homeowner at 20. I've done it all "The Right Way". I bought and sold homes, financed cars, built credit, saved money, etc.
About 15 years ago housing was booming and it was a buyers market. I purchased a large, beautiful home in a great neighborhood. I was married at the time and my daughter lived at home. I have lots of toys, including a show quality '63 Bug and a small vintage bike collection. I'm talking magazine feature, Best of Show, Best Paint type of car. I have more motorcycles than one man can ride. I've been at the same high paying job for over 27 years.
And I hate it.
A year after buying the house I got divorced. Shortly after that my daughter joined the Army and has been on her own ever since. I've since been through another 10 year relationship and find myself single again. I've got a great new GF that adores me, but I'm skeptical and cautious, as you would expect. (Totally not fair to her....I know...)
The house was meant to be a dual income home for a family. That's all gone now. I have equity in it and wouldn't quite call myself house poor, but it's a burden now. It was never meant to be just a one person home or mortgage.
I've been through layoffs and recalls over the past 5 or 6 years. The job seems stable now, but the industry I'm in isn't. After layoffs, recalls, redesigns and reassignments, I find myself working under people that know less than I do. I make more money than I ever did, but I also work a TON of overtime.
I'm supposed to be in the "gravy years" of my employment. An operator at the top of the line of progression. Getting close to retirement. Now, my pension is frozen, I'm bumped back several spots and I loathe going to work. It's soul sucking.
I have beautiful vintage bikes. But I also have some unfinished projects and they're nowhere NEAR as fun as they once were. My old GF used to ride. Now, it's just a fleet that needs maintaining. The Bug just sits. If it's nice enough to take the VW out, I'm on a motorcycle instead.
Some of you are probably saying "STFU". First world problems. What a whiner. And you're right. Trust me, when I'm at work around the humming machinery, earplugs in, its easy to get lost in deep thought. And I think about this stuff a LOT.
I'm blessed to have a job, let alone a good paying one, being I only have a High School education. I have a roof over my head, I'm never hungry, I have toys on top of toys.
And every bit of it is just a burden to me now. Everything I've worked for for 30 years is gone; the pension, the promotions, the family, etc. I find myself going "What the #$%* am I doing this for?".
I think about selling the car, the house, most of the bikes, and just starting over. Maybe finding a job that pays less but doesn't make me sick. A smaller home. One good Do-It-All bike and start really racking up some miles.
But it's hard. Like I said: this is my life's work. I'd be giving up on 30 years of...stuff. But it's just stuff. Some of it's really nice stuff and I think I'm afraid that I'd never be able to have something that nice again, but when it's not that much fun anymore, what's the point?
How do you downsize and simplify without feeling like you're making a mistake? How do you decide what to keep and what to let go? Do you stick it out and finish the marathon? Or do you take a leap of faith, do something totally outside your comfort zone and different than you've ever done and make a change?