The Return of the Nomad

Oh how the months have flown by with September and October being two of the busiest in my life.

They’ve brought with them some key learnings, interesting challenges, a launch of one great Closed Beta product FundRazr and a launch of an online resource WomanzWorld.

Some people might think it silly to attempt such a thing, and I’d say they’d be right.

But my god it’s one way to live life and push yourself, stretch your boundaries, challenge your limits, reach out to your friends, find new ones, meet loads of new people and discover a whole bunch of things you never knew you knew – if that makes sense.

So what has this girl learned?

The business world has certainly taken over my life. It’s taken away from my travel time (oh no wait that was the lack of a valid permit!), Ultimate Frisbee, looking after myself, general sleep patterns and a regular routine of just about anything.

I’ve become accustomed to waking between 2-4am on a regular basis and have decided to embrace it and put my stimulated mind to work. I mean who said we needed to sleep between midnight and 6am? Just because it’s conventional doesn’t mean it’s always practical.

In it’s place, I’ve gained being involved in a kick ass startup that’s changing the face of fundraising and payments. This can be described as nothing short of a never-ending adventure, sometimes brilliant, other times overwhelming, often stressful but never dull. And I love our team.

To add to that I decided that leaving my beautiful suite, the first place I’ve felt at home in since leaving home in 2006,

Suite 6 - a place in my heart

was just another step I had to take. Despite comments from friends on how lovely the place is (I’ve held a spate of last minute dinner parties in order to use my dining room table) I see it as a positive step.

Zara moved in with her lovely boyfriend Si and I simply couldn’t find a replacement. So rather than take my time to do that over the month of October, the action woman in me made the decision to hand in my notice to become `Natalie the Nomad’.

Yes I could have found a new place, but nothing quite jumped out at me when looking, so I figured, just let it be and go free.

It’s a role I’m very comfortable with. I am grateful for not having accumulated much junk, if any in a year of being here, and it’s satisfying to pack that up and live out of a suitcase again.

Luckily I’ve accumulated great friends instead, ones who help me move, provide a storage space and give up their apartment for me in November, or let me sublet their apartment in December. Big ups to them!

Come January I’ll be looking for a new place. I figure that’s either a brilliant move – as all the people attempting to rent out their place for extortionate prices during the Olympics will realise there was an over supply and so will happily rent it out to me.

Or, my bold and incorrect assumption will see me with no place to go and living out of my suitcase until March.

Either way, it’s yet another adventure. Perhaps I’m getting a little too old for this, perhaps it’s what keeps me young!

Tags: decluttering your life, packing up and being free, The art of travel as a nomad