I’m about to hit the hay after a week focussed solely on packing, working, and planning. It’s been tiring, to say the least.
I was chatting about it today with Ky just then; is all this crazy planning just chao seeking? Moving with a small child to NZ, then to Aus, then back to NZ, then back to Aus, then back to the US, and then (possibly) to digital nomad in Mexico for a month sounds like an itinerary dreamt up in an insane asylum.
I don’t think we’re chaos chasing, but rather opportunity taking. The chance to do a lot of these things will only be harder in the future.