Last week I mentioned I had a plan for taking the next steps in simple living.
Well, here it is. I intend on leaving my job.
There’s a fair bit of emotion tied in with those few words – my heartbeat started rising just typing it – I think it’s a mixture of lots of excitement and a tiny amount of unease. I’m not sure why I feel anxious at all, I know we’ll be just fine, we’ve been planning this for a long time and now the arrival of our baby in June has set a date for it.
So with that said, in five months time I will hang up my neck-tie to join the ranks of male home-makers, embrace more aspects of simple living, and share in the upbringing of our child. It will mean less money, but we’ve come to terms with that.
We will live off the income brought in by my wife’s home based business, which we’ve been throwing ourselves into since she left traditional employment just over two years ago. It now brings in more than I do, so putting aside the fact that I’ve been unhappy in my job for quite some time now, if either of us was to give up our jobs to raise our little family, it makes financial sense that I bow out rather than us wind-up the business.
I think we’re fairly prepared for the hit on the wallet. For a number of years now we’ve been working on lowering our day to day expenses. This has been achieved through actions like paying extra on the mortgage, investing capital upfront in things like solar hot water to lower running costs, and learning new skills like growing many of our vegetables.
I’m taking this responsibility pretty seriously. There will be plenty to do. In some ways I imagine myself even more busy than I am these days (which is a difficult prospect, let me tell you), but it will restore purpose to my life and give me a sense of satisfaction that has been largely absent for years. I’m ready for it.