Introduction… to my restlessness

Me, on Pitcairn Island

I’m usually good in any one spot for three to six months. Whether it’s a new town I just moved to, a new job with a new company, or even a new job in the same old company, the first three to six months are the best, most exciting, most fulfilling months. Specifically, in my work, after that honeymoon period, the veil that’s been hiding the ugly part of the job slowly begins to pull back, removing all the excitement, fun, and satisfaction of the job, until I’m left focusing more of my time looking for the next best job. That being said, in the last 10 years, I’ve worked for four companies, and held seven positions within the various companies.

Growing up, I never lived in the same place for more than four years. My dad had achieved his life’s dream, to fly helicopters in the Coast Guard – a job that demanded regular moves to new air stations, new states, new adventures, and I LOVED IT. A new adventure, guaranteed, every four years. Every time we moved, that meant a road trip, and I loved road trips. One of the best was when we moved from North Bend, Oregon, to Sitka, Alaska. We drove as far as Prince Rupert, British Columbia, before driving onto a ferry, where we then sailed for a few days until arriving in Sitka. Those few days on board the ferry, sailing through unfamiliar channels, staring at islands shrouded in mist and fog, the whole experience was magical and very surreal. It felt like I had most of the ship to myself. A young boy, on a large ship, with a sense of freedom – the stuff  of dreams.

I grew up expecting continuous change, and that expectation has carried well into my adult life.

By the time I hit college, this sense of new experiences was well engrained in me. College was perfect for satisfying the need for constant change – new classes, new friends, new living arrangements (dorms, apartments), and new summer experiences. When school was out for the summer, I’d pack up and head to Colorado to work for a relative building houses, and later spent my last 3 summers during college in Southeast Alaska, also building homes. Plenty of change happening throughout my year to keep me happy.

The idea of settling into a job after college did not appeal to me. So, I signed up with a tall ship, The Picton Castle, to sail around the world. I’ll go more into that in a later post. I’ll just say now that it was 13 months of constant change, adventure, personal discoveries, and building of life-long friendships. We sailed out of Lunenburg, Nova Scotia, and sailed around the globe, making many stops in far away and near impossible to reach locations that most only ever read about, let alone even imagine visiting.

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That’s me, top left corner of the picture, repairing a seizing on the T’gallant yard arm.

Sailing adventure now checked off my list of things to do, I started working for a large airplane manufacturing company in Everett, WA. Six months into the job, I found myself dreaming of going back to sea, something I had written off months before, because I believed I was ready to join society as a contributing individual. As strong as the pull to return to sea was, I decided to start making less-life-altering changes instead. Change where I live, change my job in the company, explore more of Washington and Oregon (sticking mainly to the coast), and started dating the girl I first fell in love with nine years earlier.

Fast forward to today, I’m writing this from the Central Valley of California. I’m married to the girl I fell in love with and we have two beautiful kids. I’m working in a job that allows me to work anywhere I want. I’m heading to Seattle in two weeks for vacation, not a problem so long as I have my laptop and an internet connection.

I’ve dreamed for years, almost 10 years, of having the freedom to not work a 9-5 job. I’ve dreamed of having the freedom to travel whenever I want, to wherever I want. I’ve dreamed of marrying the girl of my dreams, and I’ve dreamed of having a life with continuous change. It took a few years, but, I’ve achieved most of those dreams. Oddly enough, now that I have, I find I’m already forming new dreams, and setting out to make them happen.

This blog is meant to help me document my dreams, my plans for achieving them, and my execution on securing those dreams. I hope that as I continue to write, I’ll find a sharper focus and clarity that will help guide me to reaching my next adventure.


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