It’s 1:30 in the morning and I just bought a round trip ticket to Bali, Indonesia that leaves in 10 days.
I’m wanting to feel happy and excited, but honestly I’m just kind of freaking out right now. I started contemplating this trip about three weeks ago when I first began considering the possibility of incorporating yoga into my career.
Bali is known the world over for its yoga retreats and teacher trainings, so I started looking at the possibility of traveling there. Being unemployed at the moment, I knew that the only way I could afford a trip like this was if someone could cover the cost of my rent and utilities here at my apartment while I was gone, so I decided to test the waters and put my apartment up for sublet on Craigslist just to see what kind of response I might get.
I figured that if someone responded to the ad and it felt right then it was meant to be, but if no one answered the sublet ad, well then, I wouldn’t be able to afford the trip anyway so it definitely wasn’t meant to be.
Well, the very day I posted the ad on Craigslist, a woman replied and said she was interested. This was just three days ago on Wednesday. She came by the next night, Thursday, to check out my apartment and said she’d let me know her decision on Friday. On Friday afternoon, today, just one week after deciding that I might like to go to Bali, this woman said she’d take my place for the month.
When we hung up the phone I felt a surge of different competing emotions. Excitement, anxiety, regret, shock and fear.
What did I just do?
I’ve been unemployed for 3 months and I should be looking for a job, not running off to the Island of The Gods for 3 weeks to practice yoga and get lost in the jungle.