Oh boy is this the old guy blog thread, maybe I need this too… Guess I have the opposite 1st world problem. Moving away from a ski town shortly and am partly excited for new adventures and partly scared out of my mind. I had a sweet job at a startup 6 miles from the lifts that paid me probably more than I deserved and was able to ski 70 to 100 days a year for 5+ years. The job finally went belly up. I have a job i don't like and am pretty sure I’m quitting tomorrow. I still live in a ski town but now am a weekend warrior which is weird. I love the mountains and ski, fish or mtb every chance I have, but it feels like less of a priority in life. Maybe I’m taking it for granted, but I’m realizing I have seen my family a handful of times in last 6 years and haven’t even meet my new nephews. Wife and I also want to start a fam and I think my priorities will change when that happen. Though it was just me but watching my single friends my age struggling with making just enough to live on while getting older in a ski town, drinking every night and taking their turn banging the new crop of 20 year old waitresses in town (which is retarded how can that get old?). So its off to the flatlands where I’ll get paid again, visit new places to ski, and see/have family. Life is a ride to be enjoyed, if it sucks we a packing up and moving on again to somewhere warm and tropical.