She's begun to test my patience and play Disney music off of her Spotify account within ear shot. According to her, I assault her ear drums on a daily basis with my music interests (which is usually dance/electronic/rave music - I admit it's not for everyone). So when chores around the house need to be done and we're unable to find middle ground on an audio experience, we compromise and each choose a song back and forth. This ends up creating an ugly playlist that bounces back and forth between multiple styles, such as 2pac, Great Big Sea, Aqua, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, Timbaland, etc.
So recently her picks are including Disney songs that have actually got me smiling. I'm remembering all these songs from my childhood of Disney, Coca-Cola and McDonald's (a fun yet unhealthy childhood to be sure). One in particular has always motivated me and I'm guessing by the title of this post you know which one I'm talking about.
Here's the important bit of the song:
"I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
I will find my way if I can be strong
I know every mile will be worth my while
When I go the distance I'll be right where I belong"
FIRE, whether we want to admit it or not, is a journey with a beginning, middle and end. I've tried convincing myself that the journey is a life-long one and the actual dollar amount between the start and end doesn't matter - I should be able to live my best life now while adventuring forward toward the mythical FIRE number (which is around 400k for me). So when the 400k arrives, my life shouldn't change all that much... I shouldn't change all that much...
Except that it will. I will change and so will everything else.
I know I belong at home. I know my kids deserve to see their Dad all the time and have endless amounts of fun taking up weeks and years with him, not minutes and hours because Daddy is tired from working to support a consumer culture of Coca-Cola and Mcdonald's much like my own upbringing. When I say I'll go the distance, that means I'll continue to Churn Credit Cards every few months and review my insurance policy every year as a few examples.
I don't find these activities fun (okay, siphoning free money out of the credit card companies preying on the financially unstable is pretty fun) nor have I spent time saving every dollar towards this goal because I want a giant pot of gold buried with me in my casket upon death. I put in these "miles" to one day in the not-so-distant future declare myself financially independent and be where I belong.
Some people assume hitting FIRE means quitting your day job and getting comfy on the couch and beginning the longest Netflix binge of your life. This isn't the article to critique that misconception (I'll link it here when it comes out!) but I argue everything changes because a chapter in my life will close and another will open in its place.
And so, my working career as a truck driver will come to an end and my goal of being a stay-at-home Dad will begin. No longer will I bring my passion to a job that serves somebody else's interest. Instead I can use that very same passion to raising my kids full time which will serve my family's interest.
Once they're in full time education, I'll have some more choices to make about where to direct my passion next - another day job or perhaps something else? Who knows, I'll cross that bridge when I get there. In the meantime, I plan on building forts and playing Guess Who? underneath the new fortress of sheets with my kids at 4:00pm on a Tuesday while everybody else is looking for the best parking spot on the 401.
I want this so badly. I can go the distance.
Tomorrow I'll update you on my October Challenge where I post daily for the entire month. I've had a pleasant enlightenment that I wasn't expecting.
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