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I was IMing with my friend Val (myoneveloria) last night, expressing my utter dissatisfaction with my current work situation. Long story short, I'm burning out on it faster & faster each day.

Anyway, I'm beginning to feel a sense of desperation...like I need to get out before I lose my sanity. And I need to somehow regain the sanity I've lost of late.

This -- in conjunction with my comment that my #1 ideal next job would be working for a university in some way, shape or form, preferrably shaping student policy, student events, or maybe even doing some recruiting for the school -- led her to mention that her mother worked at the University of New Mexico for 30 years & had a lot of connections there. She's lived her whole live in Albuquerque & goes to UNM now, so I'd have a connection who knows the town very well. It's in a new & vastly different geographical area than anywhere I've lived as of yet, it's affordable, there's great hiking right in town & it's generally a really nice city. Besides that, it's four hours from Phoenix, where I have family, & not really that far from the Cali coast, where I hope to end up eventually.

I'm honestly excited at the prospect, & I've asked her to ask her mother if she could line up a job for me...a job that would begin with classes next fall.

If this should happen like I hope it does (XfingersXcrossedXfingersXcrossedX), then I'll quit RH in January & take that vacation to New Zealand/Australia for a month or so (Matt & Megan in NZ, Mandy in Sydney). Upon getting home, I'll take a few weeks to a month to map out some research & soak up as much info as possible before I hit the road with Hal, the magnificent green Jetta, for a several-month long trip around this glorious country.

Now, should this actually happen, I'm not expecting that my 5K that's in the bank now is going to last me several months on the road. I'd likely have to work the occasional odd-job & do a lot of camping, crashing at friends' places & staying at hostels (as a last resort) along the way. But I'd be doing it, finally. THE road trip. The one I've been saying I need to take.

I guess the question is this: On a scale of 1 to 10, just how irrational am I being. Be brutally honest, I beg of you.

Just the thought of this being within the realm of possibility makes me so giddy I could pass out.