Life After Work; or, Thoughts on Being “Retired” At 32

Most of the regular readers here know I quit my job in December to be a full-time dad to our new baby girl. (If you didn’t know, consider yourself caught up.) It’s now July. I’ve been *not* working for at least six months, am not seeking a job, and have no plans to seek a job in the immediate future. (More on that later.) In short, my professional marketing career is voluntarily over.

That’s retirement, right? When you voluntarily stop working to pursue other interests (even if those interests are raising children)? I think so. Maybe. I’m not sure.

The more interesting question: What’s it like to be retired by your early thirties?

Continue reading

Adulting So Hard, Part 1: Managing

In the last six months, I became a parent, a teacher, and a boss.

And thus died the years of my youth, free of responsibility.

Today’s post is about my recently departed job, and on moving from an “individual contributor” (read: peon) to “manager” (read: still peon, but now with the added weight and responsibility that if you screw up, somebody else’s life may be ruined).

Continue reading