Going Sailing
Dryer sheet aficionado
A recruiter left a message for me last week looking to fill the managing director roll at a local accelerator.
I called him back. "Tim, thank God you called. I will be unemployed at the end of this week and homeless by the end of next week. Your timing is perfect."
He didn't know what to say.
I explained the plan of sailing off into the sunset. He tried selling me for a little bit until I started laughing and he realized the futility of trying to entice me no matter how lucrative or inspiring whatever the position was.
And now here I am on Monday morning. I think the first Monday is really the first true day of retirement isn't it?
It doesn't quite seem real.
I've agreed to work eight hours a week remotely. We'll see how it goes. I was going to go cold turkey, but the little bit of income combined with rental income means not having to take anything from the investment accounts which is a nice way to mitigate any sequence of return risk in the early years.
We were at my wife's retirement party on Friday. Someone suggested she wasn't really retiring because she'll be keeping her license current and she will be back to work a little during hurricane season. I explained that you definitely have to have the party and claim victory because the other alternative is you work a couple of months this year, a few weeks the year after and it's not until you are anchored off an island in Thailand or something and realize you haven't worked in a couple of years and there will be nobody at your retirement party.
Now back to work. Need to get the place packed up to have a reasonable shot at homelessness by the end of the week.
I called him back. "Tim, thank God you called. I will be unemployed at the end of this week and homeless by the end of next week. Your timing is perfect."
He didn't know what to say.
I explained the plan of sailing off into the sunset. He tried selling me for a little bit until I started laughing and he realized the futility of trying to entice me no matter how lucrative or inspiring whatever the position was.
And now here I am on Monday morning. I think the first Monday is really the first true day of retirement isn't it?
It doesn't quite seem real.
I've agreed to work eight hours a week remotely. We'll see how it goes. I was going to go cold turkey, but the little bit of income combined with rental income means not having to take anything from the investment accounts which is a nice way to mitigate any sequence of return risk in the early years.
We were at my wife's retirement party on Friday. Someone suggested she wasn't really retiring because she'll be keeping her license current and she will be back to work a little during hurricane season. I explained that you definitely have to have the party and claim victory because the other alternative is you work a couple of months this year, a few weeks the year after and it's not until you are anchored off an island in Thailand or something and realize you haven't worked in a couple of years and there will be nobody at your retirement party.
Now back to work. Need to get the place packed up to have a reasonable shot at homelessness by the end of the week.
It was the beginning of the happiest time in my life.
