On Taking Risks, Following Dreams, & Moving to London

Gates to Buckingham Palace

Today is Tuesday, and for the first time in two years I didn’t wake up and go to work. I didn’t hit snooze five times, scroll through Twitter until the last minute possible, run three minutes late out the door and smoothly make a buzzer beater into my office. I didn’t fret over my outfit being conservative enough for corporate America (the cape blazer didn’t go over well), miraculously avoid the Chik fil A breakfast in the break room, and I didn’t settle into my comfortable routine with my work friends that have become my salvation from the day to day office minutiae.

You see, Friday was my last day at my job in my little cubicle home that sometimes too much resembled Office Space, and to the surprise of many (sometimes even myself) I’m moving to London for grad school next week. Well, actually, not everyone was surprised because this gypsy attitude (ugh I hate that oh I’m such free-spirited millennial, yay wanderlust cliche), this somewhat impulsive and very BIG move for life experience over stability is not entirely out of character.

The day after graduating from Arizona State, I packed my life into a UHaul and moved to Los Angeles to pursue a career in entertainment PR. After achieving that goal and assisting an A-list publicist for Oscar winning actors, I decided that even the love of my job couldn’t overcome depression, my own self-doubt, and the soul sucking effect of the Hollywood scene. Almost as quickly as I chose to move to LA, I again decided to cram my life into boxes and return home to the Midwest. I had no idea what I wanted to do for my career, but at that point I knew if I couldn’t achieve a rock-star job, I could at least achieve some personal happiness while surrounded by family and friends.

That cozy feeling of home restored me, and soon I regained my sense of self-worth, positive outlook and that Midwestern belief that you truly can make your own happiness. Once that space was filled, however, a different hole appeared, or perhaps just became more noticeable. While I enjoyed many things about the sales job I fell into here at home, little by little cracks started to appear in the edifice. I started to question my motivations and what truly made me happy in my work. Could I help people? Well, some days yes, but my career relied on lots of money motivation, as most sales jobs fairly do.  I realized that, while I’d like a certain lifestyle, I also have artistic, cultural and intellectual needs that need to be nurtured and grown. Simply, money isn’t all that motivates me, and I’ve been longing for the fulfillment I get out of something creative like blogging, except beyond just a hobby for nights and weekends. (Sidenote: I realized that I’m very lucky to be able to take this world-view and not everyone can afford to be motivated by things other than money. I’m just speaking from my own situation and place of privilege).

So, this is where London came in. During my first visit in 2003, I immediately was entranced by the city. Long after my family had fallen asleep, I’d sit up in our hotel room, staring out at Big Ben and the city lights, sure I was missing out on something exciting happening.  That energy stayed with me, and when I visited again in 2014, I again fantasized about moving there.  It seemed the perfect mix of the historical, multicultural, and cosmopolitan. Still possessed by the negativity of LA, though, I was beyond considering silly childhood dreams and tossed that idea quickly aside.

Brother and I in front of Big Ben in 2003My brother and I in London in 2003. Notice I’m wearing the pinnacle of middle school fashion: A North Face jacket and Paul Frank t-shirt.

Finally, after taking care of my attitude and returning home, I revisited the dream and researched it more seriously. I’ll probably go more into the logistics of my move on another day when I’m not feeling so philosophical, but after looking at applying to jobs, I decided to apply to one year master’s programs, as attaining a student visa is not nearly as impossible as getting a company to sponsor your work visa. More importantly, the program I was accepted to is relevant to my career aspirations, and I think will allow me to pivot toward a creative life again that will fulfill me not just monetarily, but in my heart and soul.

Also, I think a one year program affords me the opportunity to “test” the city and see if it’s somewhere I’d thrive beyond a vacation or middle-schooler’s daydream. LA taught me that visiting somewhere or seeing it on an episode of The Hills or Entourage is very different than living there on an entry-level budget, so for London I’ve put my British Lauren Conrad fantasies away and truly want to size up the city before a more long-term commitment.

Even if I end up hating living there, I’ve arrived at a mindset where I can accept this outcome and have no regrets. Trust me, it took a while, and I’ve had several nights tossing in bed with anxiety over student loans and “not making it” in a new city again. Like so many of my friends I’ve feared that I’m somehow “behind” in life because I haven’t stayed at the same company since graduation or gotten engaged, or whatever those invented societal expectations of life milestones are. It sounds so simple, but if it doesn’t work, then so what? I’ll move somewhere else. I’ll have a relevant graduate degree from a top university and a much richer life experience. Experience that will force me to grow as a person, get outside of my suburban, privileged American bubble and expand my world view.

My mantra has become “There are no failures, just lessons,” and I’ve realized at the ripe old age of 26 that my life doesn’t have to follow a grand pre-destined path that I mapped out as an overachieving high schooler in between National Honor Society meetings and AP classes.

So, I’m moving to London in almost a week. I’m going to savor every minute of it and hopefully share the highs, lows and day to day life as an American in the UK with you. Maybe I’ll love every minute of it, find a job and marry my own Prince Harry. Maybe I’ll love it, but not be able to find a job to sponsor my visa. Or maybe I’ll decide I loved  the experience, but living there is just not for me, so I’ll find a job back in the States. No matter what the outcome, I’ll share it with you here, and I won’t have failed. I’ll have learned.

There are no failures, just lessons; inspirational quote

 

If you gotten this far, thank you for taking the time to read this. It’s tough to feel vulnerable, but I’m hoping to get better about sharing more personal topics. Please leave any feedback in the comments, especially if you have any experience moving abroad or places I must visit in London and the UK. Thank you again!

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My Top 5 Free Blog Planner Printables

Since committing to blog more consistently (more on that here), I’ve been determined to be more organized. With a full time job, I know that I’ll only reach my blogging goals if I’m strategic and have a plan. Hence, my need for a blog planner. I’ve always had a haphazard running list of post ideas on my phone, but I’ll often forget ideas, not optimize the timing of a post, or fail to maximize upcoming trips and holidays and potential content that relates to those events. For example, I’d be wasting the chance to create Coachella content and reach festival-goers if I post my camping guide in May instead of March.

My Top 5 Free Blog Planner Printables

 Smashbox Lipglosses
Necklace // Planner

I ended up purchasing a traditional weekly planner from Sugar Paper (such cute options at Target right now!) and have adapted it to my needs, but I ended up finding (of course after I made my purchase) a wealth of free planners available right here on the lovely interwebs. There are actually quite a lot to sift through; and sift I did, so I could share only my favorites with you. Check out my top 5, get planning, and become the #blogboss you’ve always dreamed you could be.

Designer Blogs Studio Ultimate Blog Planning Kit

Designer Blogs – Their Ultimate Blog Planner Kit is so beautiful and so all-encompassing. I love the chic black and gold design.

moms small victories free blog planner

Mom’s Small Victories – Tanya’s planner has a page for tracking your link-ups and is Google Drive accessible, so you can access and plan on the go. Such a smart feature!

nina hendrick free blog planner printable

Nina Hendrick – This option is template based, so while not as detailed, it is easy to personalize and tailor to your own needs. I think this option is perfect for the pickier blogger who needs more control or is set in their own style.

Sarah Johnson 2016 Free Planner Printable

Sarah Johnson – Sarah’s creation is not specifically for blogging, but it’s too pretty to not include. You could easily adapt this for your blog priorities, scheduling, and notes, just like I have with my Sugar Paper option.

Love at First Book Free Blog Planner

Love at First Book – Girly but not too overpowering in its design, this planner is another excellent, thorough option. Some unique and useful pages include a guest post tracker and series planning inserts.

BONUS: While not a complete blog planner, I had to include this daily blog checklist by Kelly at Smart School House. I love how she organized this printable, as each blog post truly has too many moving parts to juggle, and it’s so easy to get sidetracked by one piece of the puzzle. I will definitely be using it to supplement my planner.

Smart SchoolHouse Daily Blog Checklist

What do you use to plan your blogging routine? Let me know in the comments how you like to stay organized and if there are any other great printables I should check out!