My Last Day as a Digital Nomad

It’s 6pm and yes those are pyjamas – the official uniform of many working from home! That’s also a vodka soda with a splash of some yummy Malaysian berry something or other, not tea.

I’ve been packing up my temporary condo ‘cuz tomorrow’s a big day. Well, I suppose today was the big day because I signed a long-term condo lease and turned over my passport until Wednesday when my official 1-year visa is endorsed.

This is the first time that I won’t be living as a DIGITAL NOMAD since moving from Indonesia to Pakistan in November 2020 and I would be lying if I said I feel only positivity and excitement.

The truth is that it scares me.

Planting roots scares me. Losing my gipsy-esque lifestyle and an ability to live each day as the wind takes me is hard to give up. Having a fixed address for the first time in 15 months is also freaking me out just a bit.

When did MY NORMAL LIFE become that of a Bohemian with few permanent ties?

I know I need some stability. I need to live – at least for a while – in the same country where I have a bank account and friends I’ve known for years. I need to get a financial plan setup for myself and actually begin to execute it.

My current lifestyle – albeit adventurous and alluring – is not sustainable if I wish to remain an independent, self-sufficient woman. Something has gotta give, hence my relocation to Kuala Lumpur. Hence the condo rental contract and investment in a visa to live someplace I adore.

It’s done. I’m here. Now I need to get off my ass and start doing what I know needs to be done (because I’ve done it WRONG enough times to know what doesn’t work) and give this new life a fighting chance.

Setting my alarm for sunrise tomorrow and going to try and start the day early and be productive. Then at 9am I’m moving into my new home for the next year … heading off to meetings and a photo shoot after that with my favourite client ever.

Feels like tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life … again ❤️