Getting fired did cause me to rethink what I want with my life (in terms of my skiing life). These last couple of days freeskiing have been so relaxing, I question why I would ever want to return to a life of mountain employment. Surely, even if we move out west, I can find a job doing something other than ski instructing. If I can't find a geologist, park ranger, or environmental science job, I could be a bartender, shop tech, or cook. Ski instructing was great for a few years because it allowed me to meet many of the people who are my friends today. But I might be past that point in my life (at least at this mountain). I know everyone now, and I still hang out with the same people, but skiing now is just so much . . . better (see the post below). I'm more relaxed, I have more fun, and I don't feel burdened by anything.
If Ace and I do decide to move out west, we'll look for jobs in our fields and we'll probably ski instruct for the first couple of years. It's the best way to meet new people, you immediately get immersed in the culture of the mountain, and you learn all the best places that locals go. But I'm sure there will come a point when I just don't want to do it anymore. And, judging by how I feel after these last two days, I'm fine with that.