What's going on.
I did quit my awesome job last week in Grande Prairie.
I traded my Lexus LS460 for a Jeep Wrangler, stick-shift.
And next week I'm on my way back to the Yukon!
Let's face it: Life is too short. What's the point of making big bucks if I'm utterly miserable, inside-out ?
I've worked 6 months in northern Alberta. It's a good, solid life experience.
I'd rather chase happiness then money. Money was becoming a reason to exist β and that made me really unhappy.
The Yukon is the most amazing place on Earth. It is truly larger than life βand there is a beauty in the remoteness that I find attractive. And addicted.