Journals From A 2003 Thru-Hike of the Appalachian Trail (by Loony)
Entry #1 – January 22, 2003
Well, we’ve really hit the point of no return now. Yesterday I told my boss what our plans are, so basically, I quit my job (but not until March 15th for real.) I feel like some kind of a lunatic, like I’m using “hiking the Appalachian Trail” as a euphemism for “checking into the nuthouse.” I woke up this morning, wondering if yesterday had really happened. Why should I care so much? If we were truly happy where we are, why would we want to change? That’s just it – we’re not, it’s time. Time to shake things up.
So, in my opinion, we’ve got the big bases covered – telling our families, and me telling my boss (small company of 10-15 people.) Well, those are my major points, anyway. Andy would say they’re stuff like, oh, you know – ah, insurance, storage space, gear, food – important things! 😉
We also have to give our notice to our landlords this month – another scary thought. Beginning April 1st, we will truly be homeless, with no prospects. Our only reality will be a trail we’ve never seen, in a place we’ve never been. 2,200 miles of hell and bliss.