My last post left off with two thoughts:
"I need to get back to the drawing board. I need to finish this van."
Lately I've felt like I've been buring both ends of the rope at Mercedes. On one end, the time I dedicate towards selling cars takes away more time than I have to spend. Not just the van, but my business itself can only be built out of the hours I am not working for someone else (in this case, at least 50 hours, 5 to 6 days a week).
On the other end of the rope is money. The $5,200 I made (before tax) last month was just intruiging enough to try to keep it going. There is money to be made in the car business. Of the 10 salespeople I was working with, 4 earned atleast $100k last year.
But midway through this month my paycheck was looking more like I'd finish the month at $2,000. What that would mean is I dedicated the entire month just to barely pay my bills, make a couple days progress on the van, and no progress on my business.
Because my Million Dollar Mountain is a time limited adventure, I could not risk losing another month like this.
So I quit.
I quit my job on Saturday and said my goodbye to a group of people I only came to know under the most unlikely of self imposed circumstances.
Though I could've made more money working as an engineer over the last 5 months, and even likely made more progress on the van with a better work schedule, I am grateful for my time at Mercedes.
A friend told me recently his dad used to say there's a difference between work experience and years worked, some people work the same year 12 times.
One of the main reasons I quit my job before hiking the PCT was my years were unfolding predictably, and most likely this past year would've been a year repeated as an engineer had I continued waiting to live. After the PCT, I wanted to avoid this trap if at all possible, so I sought out my other opportunities within reach.
My time as a luxury car salesman was completely uncharted. It's a job that doesn't require a highschool degree, just charisma, patience, dedication, and attention to detail. I lived the brief experience of an alternate life (one where I didn't go to college). I learned some of the lessons the job had to teach and I will take this time with me moving forward.
So what's next?
The van. I'm going to finish this van as soon as I can.
I'm not sure yet what I will do for work. But I need to finish this van.
I trust that I will find a way to keep my adventure in motion. I felt quiting my job was necessary. And I will move forward confidently.
In the spirit of this theme I will tag a separate note for my religous readers:
Back in January I started reading a book two friends Corey and Amy gave me called "Chase the Lion". I read one sentence that will always stick with me from that book, "Most people believe God is real, but feel actually live like it."
I interpret this to cover more than just morality. To live like God is real also means to take the take uncertain actions.
If you believe in God, if you believe a step towards your goal is necessary but your well being not guaranteed, take it anyway. Live like God is real.
Ideally I'll be able to come up with something that is 40 hours a week or less and structured in such a way that I can work on the van in some capacity every day. I still need to save a few thousand more dollars to buy remaining equipment and materials for the van. Therefore, if I do end up working something with a low wage I'll need to supplement my income with a hyper-flexible job, like an Uber gig (using my dad's car while he's sleeping).
The not so glamorous side of not waiting to live.