This journey is not about money. I don't expect to make any from it and I aim to spend as little as possible. Still, I want to have a bit in the kitty when I step foot off of Mary Emma's porch on August 31st, pointed toward The Big Easy. I'm aiming to have $15,000 in savings by that time - $10K to spend over the four months of the journey and another $5K in reserve just in case of emergency.
The wonderful thing about this point in my life is by the time I set forth I will have no debt. No student loans. No credit card balances. No mortgages. No car payments. Nada. I will cancel my gym membership, my Blockbuster.com membership and be left with only one bill to my name - a cell phone bill. That iPhone is going to be my lifeline, so I don't begrudge that $100 a month at all. Come to think of it, maybe I should write to AT&T marketing and try to convince them to pick up my bill in exchange for capitalizing on the advertising potential of my walk. Wouldn't hurt to try, right?
I've had a fortunate relationship with money my whole life. Save for when my dad didn't let me go on a skiing trip in 8th grade, I don't remember another instance growing up where I felt like I was limited by not having enough money. As an adult, I've had years where I've had a lot, and years when I had a little, but life continued its march regardless and my contentment didn't seem to be swayed one way or the other depending on my account balance.
I never hear of someone on their death bed saying they regretted not making more money. Life isn't about money. It's about following one's inner knowing of what our bliss is calling us to do. Claire gave me a Money Workbook by Dr. Lane some time ago and it has sat on my bookshelf, unexamined. Maybe it is time to dust it off before the trip and see what lessons it has for me.
Because I'm taking this journey, whether or not I'm left with a single dolla, dolla bill to my name y'all.