Boy, it’s hard to be excited about something when everyone else is raining on my parade. I seriously don’t know if I’ll even mention my plans to co-workers or family or friends from this point on, as the reaction is pretty much negative across the board. “Oh travel nursing is fine until your daughter gets older and needs to go to school and get involved in activities…” or just a flat out “you’ll have to wait until your daughter is out of school” or even from fellow travel nurses “all you’ll get are the crappy assignments”.
Well, maybe they’re right. But there’s on kind of life I can’t even stand the thought of… the one I’m living now, year after year, day after day, plodding through each one in order to get to a five-day (or at the very best, two-week) “vacation”, to supposedly escape the drudgery of real life. Is that really how it should be? What if four days a week, and as many weeks per year as I can afford, I’m on “vacation”??? What if what I really like to do, be it live near a beach or move every three months or see a new place every other week, could be a lifestyle, not a two-week escape from real life?
Seriously, how do other people do this???
And how is it that all these unschooling families seem so happy, relaxed, and confident in their choices when the rest of the world is screaming, “but what about school???” in their face all the time? And then in the same breath they start talking about how their kid had a total meltdown when she had to do an hour of homework on a Friday night. Oh, and she’s six, by the way. I completely fail to see how I’m the crazy one…
The worst part of the idea, to me, is the actual nursing job itself. I have no other skills and no other education, however, and I certainly can’t get by as a writer or blogger, like some people are able to do. I can’t “work from home”. The only other possible option I see is moving to Nepal, full-time, and looking for an NGO job that will allow us to live somewhat decently. Ideally, I could save money first by doing travel assignments, even the occasional assignment in my hometown (to bank the housing allowance).