Where's my summit?

I’m thinking of resigning from work. I dunno, just want some time to be able to do nothing. I can always get another job if I wanted to. (Or need to)

So the plan is to first clear all my other obligations then move into that small house I will be buying then just do nothing. A year, two? Who knows.

I find myself tired. Tired of so many things that it’s a really enticing thought to stop and stand still. Pocket vacations just don’t do it for me anymore. The thought of all the work that waits for me when I get back just sucks out all the energy I gained from three or four days of rest.

I envy people who find the motivation to do their jobs day in and day out. I used to be one of those people though I don’t really say it. But it’s just not in me anymore. The added responsibility is quite a challenge, yes. But the more I struggle, the more I find myself assaulting a steeper and steeper hill. And to be realistic, when is it all going to end? Another 10-20 years? That is just too vague to wait for.

So I thought of a deadline for my resignation: January 1, 2011. It’s my resolution for the next few months. I will slave each day until then but promise myself to drop everything as soon as that clock strikes twelve. Something to look forward to, I guess.

And thus, Hap begins!