One of the hardest, yet best, decision I’ve ever made (so far) lead to one of the greatest summers we’ve ever had. To spontaneously quit my job. I was working in a sweet shop in my hometown and had grown to hate it. The same faces day in day out. It gave me itchy feet, made me want to see more than these four walls. The straw that broke the Camels back was after a month of being bullied by the owner’s mother. My boss wouldn’t give me a week off at the height of summer, and I was rostered on to cover her fourth holiday of the year. What came a few weeks later, to some, may seem selfish, but to me, I was freed from a job that was soul-destroying.
After another night of tears, Dec finally convinced me to call my boss and quit. It was as simple as that, apparently. My heart raced but eventually, I made the call and dealt with the fury that faced me – but you know what, I got through it. I was free – even if I can no longer walk past that store without feeling daggers in my back haha. Grabbing hold of my new-found freedom, and Dec’s annual leave just beginning we packed up the car; Within an hour of me quitting we were on our way, to where? Cornwall!! I had never been and had I continued with that job (and with that god awful woman) I would never have been allowed any time off. So with nothing but a bag of clothes and we were off. Our first spontaneous adventure had begun.
360 miles later we finally reached Newquay at about 1 am the next morning. We drove around to find a place to park and try to get some sleep. As the rain poured down onto the roof of our little car I felt all my stress and worries leave me. We managed to get a last-minute hotel sorted for the rest of the week, but right at that moment, I could have stayed in the car forever.
We were graced with amazing weather for the whole week which meant we managed to do a tonne of exploring around Newquay and it’s surrounding areas. (See our post ‘A lost Gem’ for our hidden discovery) As the week drew to a close we decided to have one last road trip; to Land’s End – before we headed home. Without the need for a boat, it’s the furthest south we could go. Our little car was old, and feeling the strain we were putting it under, but we had faith that good old woo would take us there (and hopefully, home again!! haha).
Once again we arrived at Lands End late into the night so struggled to find accommodation, with hostels and local ’24/7′ B+B’s not answering their phones but luckily we were happy to stay in the old faithful car for one more night. The Journey was somewhat symbolic for us, driving to the end of England to put an end to all our stress – it was beautiful. For a good view of the lighthouse and Sea, we parked the car in a lay-by. We talked until the early hours and laughed at our spontaneity, although we must have fallen asleep at some point because we were woken up by the sound of tumbling rain just as the sun was rising – unfortunately we didn’t get to see a pretty sky that morning, thanks to the typical British weather, but we weren’t complaining. Our first adventure had been amazing, dare I say maybe even perfect.
Strolling along the very last British shoreline that morning brought into perspective how truly lucky we both were, to have each other, to have the freedom to go where we want (even if it did mean upsetting the odd bad boss or two…) and to have the ability to make those decisions. I don’t think any holiday will ever top the one where we dropped everything and just went, but what I do know is that was the least stressed I’d ever felt in my entire adult life, and even upon returning to my hometown worrying about work was back at the bottom of the pile – where it belongs!!
What’s the most spontaneous thing you’ve done? Did it have an impact on anyone particular? We’d love to hear your stories!!
To read about one of Cornwall’s Hidden Gems, click here!