[Warning: Long summary]
I'm working up a blog post. Feel free to contribute your thoughts here.
One of the perpetual ER concerns is "But... but what will I DO all day?!?", and military usually follow it up with the civilianized epiphany: "Geez, I could SO do that job!"
I went back through the archives and found that I've been posting about it for a while:
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f30/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-part-1-of-2-a-15210.html (Oct 2004)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f30/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-18911.html (Dec 2005)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f29/another-one-gets-it-19160.html#post394762 (Jan 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f29/still-not-looking-for-a-job-but-20418.html (March 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...-for-a-job-but-a-continuing-series-21323.html (May 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...g-for-a-job-but-a-perpetual-series-37013.html (July 2008)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f27/whats-a-house-painter-worth-37217.html (July 2008)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...-more-im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-51426.html (July 2010) (Spouse recently asked them to stop paying her for this one)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f27/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-an-endless-series-59016.html (Dec 2011)
A common thread of those... threads... was that it wasn't so much the actual work that I objected to. I don't mind getting sweaty & dirty, let alone an occasional paper cut. I wanted to avoid the hours, the uniforms, the rush-hour commute, the deadlines, the last-minute crisis management, the personalities, the Sunday-Night Syndrome, and the endless meetings. Then there was the added retirement phenomenon of getting hired from a charity gig, only to be converted from "priceless volunteer" to "valued headcount".
I used to claim that my perfect job would have telecommuting, flex time, no meetings, no uniforms, generous deadlines, no crises, and plenty of time off for high surf. Oh, and I'd be paid what I was worth.
Well, dammit, it took over 30 years but it finally happened.
I've known the prospective employer for a few years, he's become a good friend, and he also set me up good. Last week over a country-club lunch he outlined a problem that he's been struggling with for years, and he suggested that I was the one to cut through the Gordian Knot and make things work. He's seen me do it a couple times already. He proposed ~10 hours/week. E-mail and a little phone. No travel. Sporadic meetings would mostly 2-3 people and I'd wear aloha shirts, jeans, & slippers. I'd free him up to work on what he does best, and I'd be in charge of the rest. Pay would be $50-$75/hour. Duration would be until we sold the company and got ourselves fired.
The more he explained the situation, the clearer it became: I could SO do this job.
When I got home and looked around, reality began to creep in. Our familyroom renovation was finished last December, but for one reason or another I still haven't finished painting all the trim. We haven't cleaned the contractor dirt off the exterior windows. I have several other messy repair projects in progress. Our yard is a tropical jungle. I need to do some conservator paperwork for Dad's finances, and then I need to start his tax returns. I have a bunch of "The Military Guide" blogging & marketing to catch up on. I need to start my tax returns. We need to buy a new vacuum cleaner. We need to haul a carload to Goodwill and another carload to the e-waste recycler. We need to put up new window shades in the master bedroom. I need to get both cars safety inspected this month. I have a couple financial spreadsheets to update. I want to upgrade our Vista PC to Win7 and update a bunch of software. I want to put new tunes on my iPod. I need to take the blog off WordPress.com and self-host it on WordPress.org to start a revenue stream. I only have three more weeks to practice blackjack basic strategy & card counting. My desk is piled high with crap that I'm going to plow through any day now.
Spouse and I haven't worked out together for months. I'm way behind on my own taekwondo and surfing.
Then spouse got home from her own 50-hour/week "volunteer" job. (It's day 66, it's only until June, and she's donating the $12K/month pay to charity.) She's doing a lot of good work, and it's for some very compelling reasons, but her job environment is everything that I object to. In addition to all my other concerns, she (and a few other members of this board) immediately busted me: "Oh, sure, 10 hours/week. Do you really think you'll be able to turn it off like that? You'll put in 10 hours on Monday and go back for more after dinner!" Well, yeah. But only for the first few weeks... oops.
Sure, we've accomplished a lot over the last six months (since the familyroom renovation started). I know that if I [-]stopped posting here[/-] buckled down for a month of 4-6 hours/day that I'd wipe out the backlog and clear the decks for this job. I know that I'd be able to settle the job down into a routine, too, and do some good for the company.
But deep down I lack the commitment. Sure, I could rearrange my life and work on "my perfect job". However I felt that I was already supporting my friend's company enough, and I could continue that support as a volunteer without turning it into a job. I could eliminate the symptoms of his problem but I doubted that my employment would resolve the root cause of the problem. I don't need to become a part-time employee, and he doesn't need to pay me. It's never been about the money.
Apparently it's not about the perfect work environment, either.
It would appear that my perfect job is: writing. Whether that's books, blogs, or just a "To-Do" list, it seems to satisfy all my wants.
Ironically it was tough to write that explanation to my friend in the e-mail I just sent him. I think our friendship will survive it. I still want to help.
About the only other thing I seem to need from this retirement is: more surfing.
I really need to stop volunteering for new activities to extract the educational value.
I'm working up a blog post. Feel free to contribute your thoughts here.
One of the perpetual ER concerns is "But... but what will I DO all day?!?", and military usually follow it up with the civilianized epiphany: "Geez, I could SO do that job!"
I went back through the archives and found that I've been posting about it for a while:
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f30/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-part-1-of-2-a-15210.html (Oct 2004)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f30/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-18911.html (Dec 2005)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f29/another-one-gets-it-19160.html#post394762 (Jan 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f29/still-not-looking-for-a-job-but-20418.html (March 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...-for-a-job-but-a-continuing-series-21323.html (May 2006)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...g-for-a-job-but-a-perpetual-series-37013.html (July 2008)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f27/whats-a-house-painter-worth-37217.html (July 2008)
http://www.early-retirement.org/for...-more-im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-51426.html (July 2010) (Spouse recently asked them to stop paying her for this one)
http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f27/im-not-looking-for-a-job-but-an-endless-series-59016.html (Dec 2011)
A common thread of those... threads... was that it wasn't so much the actual work that I objected to. I don't mind getting sweaty & dirty, let alone an occasional paper cut. I wanted to avoid the hours, the uniforms, the rush-hour commute, the deadlines, the last-minute crisis management, the personalities, the Sunday-Night Syndrome, and the endless meetings. Then there was the added retirement phenomenon of getting hired from a charity gig, only to be converted from "priceless volunteer" to "valued headcount".
I used to claim that my perfect job would have telecommuting, flex time, no meetings, no uniforms, generous deadlines, no crises, and plenty of time off for high surf. Oh, and I'd be paid what I was worth.
Well, dammit, it took over 30 years but it finally happened.
I've known the prospective employer for a few years, he's become a good friend, and he also set me up good. Last week over a country-club lunch he outlined a problem that he's been struggling with for years, and he suggested that I was the one to cut through the Gordian Knot and make things work. He's seen me do it a couple times already. He proposed ~10 hours/week. E-mail and a little phone. No travel. Sporadic meetings would mostly 2-3 people and I'd wear aloha shirts, jeans, & slippers. I'd free him up to work on what he does best, and I'd be in charge of the rest. Pay would be $50-$75/hour. Duration would be until we sold the company and got ourselves fired.
The more he explained the situation, the clearer it became: I could SO do this job.
When I got home and looked around, reality began to creep in. Our familyroom renovation was finished last December, but for one reason or another I still haven't finished painting all the trim. We haven't cleaned the contractor dirt off the exterior windows. I have several other messy repair projects in progress. Our yard is a tropical jungle. I need to do some conservator paperwork for Dad's finances, and then I need to start his tax returns. I have a bunch of "The Military Guide" blogging & marketing to catch up on. I need to start my tax returns. We need to buy a new vacuum cleaner. We need to haul a carload to Goodwill and another carload to the e-waste recycler. We need to put up new window shades in the master bedroom. I need to get both cars safety inspected this month. I have a couple financial spreadsheets to update. I want to upgrade our Vista PC to Win7 and update a bunch of software. I want to put new tunes on my iPod. I need to take the blog off WordPress.com and self-host it on WordPress.org to start a revenue stream. I only have three more weeks to practice blackjack basic strategy & card counting. My desk is piled high with crap that I'm going to plow through any day now.
Spouse and I haven't worked out together for months. I'm way behind on my own taekwondo and surfing.
Then spouse got home from her own 50-hour/week "volunteer" job. (It's day 66, it's only until June, and she's donating the $12K/month pay to charity.) She's doing a lot of good work, and it's for some very compelling reasons, but her job environment is everything that I object to. In addition to all my other concerns, she (and a few other members of this board) immediately busted me: "Oh, sure, 10 hours/week. Do you really think you'll be able to turn it off like that? You'll put in 10 hours on Monday and go back for more after dinner!" Well, yeah. But only for the first few weeks... oops.
Sure, we've accomplished a lot over the last six months (since the familyroom renovation started). I know that if I [-]stopped posting here[/-] buckled down for a month of 4-6 hours/day that I'd wipe out the backlog and clear the decks for this job. I know that I'd be able to settle the job down into a routine, too, and do some good for the company.
But deep down I lack the commitment. Sure, I could rearrange my life and work on "my perfect job". However I felt that I was already supporting my friend's company enough, and I could continue that support as a volunteer without turning it into a job. I could eliminate the symptoms of his problem but I doubted that my employment would resolve the root cause of the problem. I don't need to become a part-time employee, and he doesn't need to pay me. It's never been about the money.
Apparently it's not about the perfect work environment, either.
It would appear that my perfect job is: writing. Whether that's books, blogs, or just a "To-Do" list, it seems to satisfy all my wants.
Ironically it was tough to write that explanation to my friend in the e-mail I just sent him. I think our friendship will survive it. I still want to help.
About the only other thing I seem to need from this retirement is: more surfing.
I really need to stop volunteering for new activities to extract the educational value.