FI for the People

While working in my full-time gig, but after I discovered FIRE, I often fantasized thought about what it’d be like on the other side. Post-FIRE life, that is. Not whatever, if anything, comes after dying. Don’t get all morbid on me, Dear Reader.  I’d likewise thoughtfully stroked my chin considering specific things I’d (get to)…

Sssooo, it’s a new year. And this is my first post of 20234. I’m pretty sure that I’m legally required by the Internet Retirement Police (whose main responsibility is well documented by others, such as this fella) to post a recap of my and The Family’s 2023 what’sgoingons. As your faithful blogger considers this type…

In my last post, I discussed some ideas, strategies, and tactics that help pave the road to FIRE, but are so simple that I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought of them myself. As was pointed out in a comment to the post, what ultimately mattered was that I acted on my newfound knowledge. And, I…

In my last post I fessed up to some of my bigger financial mistakes. Painful, all. Some more than others.  Happily, the ship eventually was righted. And, later, motorized.  FIRE appealed to me not just because of the concept in and of itself. Although that certainly was a major factor. But also, because it’s a…

If you know anything about me, you know that I’m face-scrunchingly flawed perfect. What with my cringeworthy devilishly good looks, flabby muscular physique, fast rotting razor-sharp brain, and uncanny inability to see the forest for the trees and size things up accurately and comprehensively.  So, it may come as a surprise to you, Dear Reader,…

A while back, I scribbled some of my thoughts opined on how knowledge economy/white collar jobs can be harder on people than physical labor/blue collar jobs. And thus, how FIRE might be a goal even more appealing for people in the former group than in the latter.  Today, I’mma scribble some more thoughts about opine…

Dear Reader, I’ve bored regaled you with many, many a few stories on this here blog about how I’m . . . not so bright. Of course, there’s other stuff that makes me me, too.  For example, I have a staggeringly awful sense of direction. And a head-scratchingly intense interest in weather. And let’s just…

Once upon a time, I worked. Full time even. I worked pretty hard, too. I taxed my brain. I worked after traditional hours on weekdays. I sometimes worked on weekends, too. And, because I’m an idiot, I had years in which I didn’t take all the days off to which I was entitled.  Most of…

There’s a few things that can be said of me that would quite rightly elicit a “Yep. That’s about right” response. Like that I’m staggeringly dim-witted. And that I’m highly impatient. And that I’m cheap frugal.  But another, I think, is that I’m pretty low-maintenance. Especially for someone my age and in relation to almost…

I ended my last post—about the second-best money I ever spent—with a reference to the best money I ever spent: that being what I spent to hoodwink woo and marry The Missus. I didn’t explain why that was the best money I ever spent tho. Welp, time to do that now, Dear Reader. Let me…