being in the rat-race made me spend badly

Okay, this doesn’t apply to everyone – maybe you are King Rat and have this taped. But it made me, unwittingly, spend badly on stupid things1. I was lucky – I was raised to not spend more than I earned, and I was lucky enough to start work in a more paternalistic age so the whole pension thing was set on the right track for me. I therefore simply ended up stuck in the rat race earning money to spend badly, which stopped me saving enough to get out of the rat race. As opposed to owing shedloads of money and all the hurt that goes with that.

I was set on this train of thought by Monevator’s How to Make Easy Money post. Which, fair enough, is about making easy money. A common theme in personal finance is that you improve your financial situation by making more money. Monevator’s gently steering you into the direction of honest money-making in the Ayn Randian version of delivering value to your fellow-humans rather than the get-rich quick of P.T. Barnum. Making more money didn’t work for me to accumulate financial assets until I wanted a way out. Reducing spending did the job fine.2 I have less income now, below the full-time national minimum wage3. But I have control of my time, and I have a much better quality of life as a result. Something about not being in charge of my own time encouraged me to spend unwisely.

Working makes many people spend unwisely, of course, in two ways. One is that there is a steady income, so your decisions are made in an endlessly static present. Presumably this explains why interest only mortgage owner-occupiers find themselves surprised to be 50 without a stake in their home. I have some sympathy for the young who may go IO because they have no experience of the toxicity of UK housing, but by the time you’ve got to 50 there’s no excuse…

The other factor is that they spend as distraction from the experience of working. I watched some colleagues come back from their summer holidays and immediately book their next year’s summer holiday, “to have something to look forward to”. That was probably the sort of spending that limited my savings, until the external shock of the credit crunch and some nutty management behaviour then focused my mind to stop doing that and get my head round the saving lark.

Trends in the world of work are running away from me, promoting an extroverted ideal

In reading Quiet: The power of introverts in a world that can’t stop talking I discovered another possible reason why the way of working was becoming tiresome. I had previously put it all down to changes in The Firm, but I see there were wider changes in the world of work that were unfavourable to me. The workplace is increasingly being designed for extroverted and collaborative working – qualities organisations now prize in people is ‘team player’. I do my best work on my own. It’s not that I can’t collaborate, but I find the jabber of all the interaction counter-productive. However, the world of work is being cast in the image of extroversion – the massive increase in the number of meetings, the open plan offices, the hot-desking, and oh, the endless interruptions and meetings and all-hands events.

Take communications – the  move to people having always-on mobile phones. It still to this day strikes me as bizarre that people go around their business willingly packing a device that interrupts their train of thought on a sporadic basis. If I ran a software coding joint I’d seriously consider asking people to check their mobiles in at the door 😉 Of all the engineering jobs I’ve ever done, software coding is one where if you have an interruption to a critical point, you lose hours if not half a day to pick up the thread again. A mobile phone is a weapon of productivity destruction in that sort of task.

Sherry Turkle’s TED talk “Connected but Alone” touches on this in business, as part of her more general talk about how many humans, it appears, use mobile technology to make themselves feel connected to the hive-mind because they are scared to death of being alone with their own thoughts. I don’t understand how one can feel that way, which perhaps is why I and quite happy without a mobile phone always to hand. Unless I am going somewhere and expect to want to arrange things at the last minute with someone, in which case they are a great tool for addressing that requirement 😉

The current flavour of the month in software design is the highly collaborative Agile development, with its Scrum meetings – every flippin’ day, and the grand Scrum of Scrums, what the hell is it with people nowadays that they confuse talking about things with action? This is what it’s like in a typical scrum meeting, with a tip of the hat to Wikipedia’s explanation:

During the meeting, each team member answers three questions:

  • What have you done since yesterday? less than I’d like because meetings took up so much time
  • What are you planning to do today? catch up with the stuff I missed yesterday and am missing right now
  • Any impediments/stumbling blocks? TOO MANY BLOODY MEETINGS stop flapping your lips people and git back to work for God’s sake. Talking about it ain’t gonna get it fixed…

Paradoxically the little and often rinse-repeat-recycle approach of Agile can work very well when I am on my own – I developed a microcontroller product on my own, but using that methodology with a customer and we both managed to feel our way towards what the customer actually wanted to do with their device. Things I thought really mattered to them they didn’t give a toss but technically trivial mods to the user interface made a big difference ot how they liked it. However, in a development team Agile consumes time and nervous energy, but presumably everybody else gets a big rush from feeling connected.

I don’t get people that run instant messaging and Facebook all the time either. And email – open it in the morning, do your stuff and then close the darn thing, so that the “you got mail” message doesn’t break the train of thought. Twitter and IM have no place in the creative workplace either, IMO. Everybody else, it seems, thought differently.

So the world of work was moving away from matching my temperament. It seems a bit sad that business is embracing methodology that disenfranchises / plays to the weakness of a third of the workforce4, and cuts itself off from analysis and considered action, but that’s the way things are shifting. I guess optimising the workplace to  the majority makes some sense. However, it makes the workplace more stressful for the remaining third. Indeed there’s some evidence that introverts respond particularly badly to observation – annual appraisements I found fine, but justifying my existence quarterly with modern performance management did me in, though looking back at the results they weren’t that different. It was the process I couldn’t stand.

What’s with that improving finances making less money then?

It’s not because I make less money that my spending has improved. I designed my target spend rate to be about twice elective spend in the last three years at work. To start off with I didn’t spend that much because I was still shellshocked from the transition. It takes a very long time – months and maybe years, not weeks, to get your head round living from the return on capital as an ordinary grunt who has always lived off income. Then I started to find that exiting the rat-race is changing me. I have become more opportunistic and flexible. While working not only did recreation have to fit in time-wise with work, but I craved control over things, and to make things happen exactly how and exactly when you want them is costly. I go with the flow more now.

I take more time to try and think laterally now, can I achieve what I want to do with something I already have? Do I actually really want this – I try and imagine what it would be like to have whatever the item or experience is and look back. More than half the time the answer is no, this is a desire that is being induced by advertising. It’s often something I can do with what I already have. That has two rewards. One is saving money and not consuming more resources, but often the greater reward is in turning over the grey matter and thinking laterally.

Sadly that’s only rewarding because I have the choice. While I was saving hard and working I felt I had to do more with less, which is enervating and leads to frustration. Choosing to do more with less is rewarding, because there is always the implicit backstop – if I really want to do this and buying something is the answer, then I can do it. My tastes are not so extravagant that I can’t afford them 😉 However, if I take the extra time to make sure they are my tastes, I get to save money too, relative to the original projections when I was working.

An example – I don’t need a better trail camera. I need to fix the one I have and then use my brain to establish what success looks like. Consumerism is rarely the answer

Let me take an example. A stoat killed some chickens a while back. Now the offer was made to trap it, but I don’t really want to charge around killing my totem animal. I have a high regard for Mustela erminea, and they do a good job in the hedgerows killing mice and rats. Plus we are not very far from sandy heathland, and a gamekeeper advised us that there will be a massive pool of stoats there. I quite like the idea of a massive reserve of stoats…

To deplete a population of stoats you have to kill at least 2% of the population, monthly[ref]Barlow, N. D., and Mandy Claire Barron. Modelling the dynamics and control of stoats in New Zealand forests. Department of Conservation, 2005. For some reason the people of New Zealand, admirable in many ways, have a really bad attitude to the humble stoat. Let’s face it, Homo sapiens is an introduced species that has caused far more hurt to NZ wildlife than Mustela erminea, they could do with chilling a bit IMO ;)[/ref] I’m just not prepared to be part of that.

Personal biases aside, one should think carefully before fiddling with a natural balance of predator and prey, after all the stoats are thinning out the rabbits and stoats don’t eat veg but rabbits do. We go and upgrade the chicken wire around the remaining chickens (a stoat can get into a 1.5cm hole or more), kick ourselves for keeping these a bit too close to the hedgerows – stoats don’t like crossing open ground5. And I am after a picture of the stoat when he tries again, now we have targeted the electric fence to stoat height.

I have a trail camera. I believe their main use is for Americans to attach to trees so they can get an idea of where deer run in the night so they can go shoot them, because deer are creatures of habit. In the UK we call these nature cams because it’s not so encouraged to go around blowing away critters, and also because UK hunting and shooting traditions tends to be more focused on tracking skills than hardware IMO 😉

someone who's meant to be there. I don't  totally approve of the method of tackling the gate, which is why it hangs a bit, but I can understand the temptation ;)
someone who’s meant to be there. I don’t totally approve of the method of tackling the gate, which is why it hangs a bit, but I can understand the temptation 😉

I use mine as a security camera to look for humans – similar size to a deer. I mainly get cats 😉 Fundamentally, however, these things are very hit and miss. The Chinese chunder these things out from Shenzhen in the hundreds of thousands, so you have the usual problem with Chinese electronics – they just don’t last, often for design flaws.

I get my trailcam out. Battery life had been falling and the clock wouldn’t keep time between the frequent changes of battery, so I opened it up and observed that the Chinese firm had soldered in a watch battery, which was going to last all of about two years. Then corrode and spew gunk all over the circuit board, making it leaky hence the crap battery life and clock problem.

Built-in obsolescence, Shenzhen-style
Built-in obsolescence, Shenzhen-style

I unsoldered this bastard, cleaned the board with alcohol and swapped the battery for the  memory supercapacitor they should have used in the first place. It’s twice the price but lasts for decades, recharged from the camera battery. No future leakage and the clock holds time again. So I go looking for stoat

Stoat in lower RHS. Some people find it hard to see him so I've highlighted it in red
Stoat in lower RHS. Some people find it hard to see him so I’ve highlighted it in red

And find one. This shows what’s wrong with trail cameras – you get the whole soot-and-whitewash effect because it’s basically a point and shoot camera being used at close range. As demonstrated millions of times every day on Instagram and Facebook, an on-camera flash used at close range really sucks because the light falls off very rapidly with the square of the distance. Then of course you’re trying to take a photo in the night – pretty much all products that claim to let you see in the night over-promise and under-deliver. Mammalian night vision is pretty good, so even trying to match it is a big ask. Like all other photography, you can spend loads and loads on tiny camera improvements, whereas what you really want to do is get the light right. If I want to improve the results from a trail camera I should take the money I’d spend on a slightly better one and use it to buy some infrared LEDs and construct myself a slave flash to fill in the shadows.

Nevertheless, for a few hours I thought to myself

‘hey – I know what. This camera is shite, I can rush out and BUY something better’

Whoa. I now have the time to research, and understand. I’m using something designed to get big animals at a longer range. A stoat is only a foot long. I can’t buy anything better. I could make something better. I could put an IR beam round the chicken house and trigger a camera or use a Raspberry Pi and camera module to do this. Getting a better picture of a stoat needs creativity and activity on my part. It is not just a matter of going out and buying something, despite what the ads tell you.

The other problem is that I probably don’t need a better picture of the stoat. I need IR video of him, so I can understand his modus operandi, how he thinks. A stoat is a worthy adversary, wily and persistent. However, this camera is telling me something, which is that his visits are becoming less frequent6. Presumably the improved stoat-worthiness of the chicken pen denies gratification and a hefty zap to the snout from the electric fence offends…

The right solution is often not buying something. It’s often about doing something different.

Retirement transforms you. Otherwise you wither and die…

It is more time that gives me the opportunity to spend less. That’s counterintuitive if you extrapolate from elective spending while working. I spend £x with two days leisure time a week, so obviously it’s going to be more with seven days of leisure time a week. Not so fast…This may well be the case for those who need lots of external stimulation, and perhaps it is the general experience. But it hasn’t been mine.

Everybody thinks about less money in retirement, and more time doesn’t get so much as a how do you do. More time enables me to work for me. I can think about what I want to achieve, research it, and consider if spending more money will give me enhancement of quality of life. Sometimes it will. I will probably shift up a notch in the quality of wine I drink, because the experience is improved notably as you get away from the low end. I don’t need to go mad and only drink wine that’s more than a tenner, but I want to go upmarket a bit. I probably want to spend about two and a half grand on a Hameg oscilloscope. I still want that drill press. But I didn’t need a new trail camera to know what my stoat is up to. I needed to take time to think better 😉

For me most of the joy to be had in the world is in being creative, to find my own answers to problems, and poking my nose into interesting corners of the world to make stuff happen. That means where I spend money I want to be spending on tools and not solutions, invest in improving my skills and understanding. It means thinking more and spending less on obvious ready-made solutions. Very often the journey is more interesting than the destination. It means embracing serendipity, it means being actively curious. I can remember a time when this was the default mode…forty years ago 😉 It’s far more powerful and involving with adult resources. Keynes was right with Economic Possibilities for Our Grandchildren, but I needed to buy myself out of wage-slavery first. It’s like somebody has gone into the world and turned up the interestingness level to 11 from about 3. The world didn’t change. But I did…

One of the amazing things now is that you can get a half-way working knowledge of a lot of the issues on something with a quick search of the Web. The last time I had this much time to be able to recreate was probably at primary school, though first year at university runs a close tie. Compared to then the big change is the ease of finding information wrought by the Web. Yes, an awful lot of it is garbage, but once you’ve told Google you never want to see results from ehow, from springerlink [ref]because Springerlink want to charge you shitloads of money to read academic journals – I’d rather not know it exists, rather than knowing I could buy it for $100, not because the papers are garbage[/ref] and a few other trash sites then the ease of getting oriented in anything still fills me with wonder.

This is actually getting even better now – for instance Greg has just reported the Feynman lectures are online. I still have my copy of one of the Feynman lecture books from university – they were fearsomely expensive then, but his engaging writing was worth spending the money even though it was a non-core item on the booklist. There are many online courses available for free at places like coursera. It seems a peculiarly harsh twist of fate that now, just as the cost of really turning up to university is becoming an unaffordable luxury for the young, the people who really need it to get a job, it is becoming almost free for anybody who doesn’t actually need a ticket at the end of it 😦

Some people retire and focus on what they lost – their income, their sense of meaning, their place in the world, and they atrophy. I was perhaps lucky, not only in being introverted, but I was also a wreck when I left. The only way was up. I didn’t anticipate a second childhood with the benefits of adulthood, but I sure as hell am not going to pass up the opportunity to repossess some of the wonder at the workings of the world. To do that well I must be in the world but not of it – as an interface to life consumerism sucks. It makes you focus on the minutiae of product differentiation rather than the big picture – you are taught to care about the difference between Nike and Adidas or Pepsi and  Coca-Cola and all the other things you are meant to care about which don’t amount to a hill of beans once you have Enough. I used to go through too many gadgets because I was too harried to really learn to work with the ones I had.

I am the adaptable and superior being compared to a consumer product, so why on earth I expected to sort everything out with a new product still makes me shake my head a little bit in retrospect. Raptitude nailed the issues with I don’t Need Stuff any more, only Things. I don’t have his Zen-like decluttering urge, and indeed I do collect some useless junk, because I want to scavenge it for bits and materials. But there’s something to be said for his angle on

If I take it into my home, I should provide a place where it’s properly, officially away, or I shouldn’t pretend I have any business owning it.

even if I need a better junk box for the Things I can scavenge to make stuff out of 😉

It takes time to learn how to use a new consumer item, be it an iPad, a musical instrument or a video camera. It take time to evaluate your requirements against all the things that could meet them. It takes time to get yourself to interesting places that aren’t the ones everybody else is gawking at. And it’s this time that the rat-race robs us of. There are whole industries designed to manufacture novelty that people can chase after en masse – step forward fashion, a lot of what Hollywood makes, Sky Sports, i-anything. An awful lot of it is designed to be disposable, providing the hit of novelty on its way to landfill. I want a lot less of that. It appalls me how badly a lot of things are made – I’ve slowed the increase in landfill from my own consumption by fixing some things – this camera, a CD player, a car battery charger, coffee grinder, a Kenwood chef, but some things are just hopelessly shoddily made and aren’t even worth attempting to repair.

Britain is far richer that it used to be, so why are we so stressed and unhappiness seems to abound? We are surrounded by stupendous availability of knowledge for free, and opportunities previous generations could only dream of. I suspect it is because the pace of change has been raised, and though in theory we are rich enough to take more time to handle the change well and take advantage of the far wider range of opportunities presented to us by that increased level of change, as a society we didn’t go that way.

We chose to keep the working hours the same, and take the extra money. Indeed, families with children did even worse – they decided that they would increase the number of hours that the family unit worked outside the home in return for more money.

The rat-race has got a lot to answer for. We didn’t need to design it the way we have, but globalisation will probably mean it’s stuck where it is.

  1. I don’t mean ‘made’ as in The Man held a gun to my head and said ‘spend your money on shit so you hafta keep working for me’ 
  2. making more money works for other people – take RIT, ERE or Mr Money Mustache for example 
  3. I’m not saying you can have a great time earning just NMW. Because I can’t turn a return on cash I live on it and reinvest ISA income. 
  4. Quiet: The power of introverts in a world that can’t stop talking, Susan Cain, Penguin 2012 p.3. She’s talking about Americans, the ratio on introversion to extroversion may be higher than 1:2 in other countries, particularly Asian ones (ibid, p.29) 
  5. King, C.M. 1989. The natural history of weasels and stoats. Christopher Helm, London, U.K.   And the personal knowledge of a gamekeeper. 
  6. S/He seems to have given up now, I haven’t got a picture for the last week now 

do extroverts need more to retire on than introverts?

There’s an interesting thread on Money Saving Expert’s forum that was kicked off by a fellow who works in international accountancy I believe, who is mulling over whether he should retire early. It brings it home to me that what people want of retirement are very very different things. It’s an interesting glance at the road not travelled. ML is doing this the right way round – he’s in a job he likes, it’s all going swimmingly, he was about 46 and wondering to himself whether he should retire early. And if so, when.

He’s been mulling this over for a couple of years now, and draws the eventual conclusion that his required income in retirement is €60,000 p.a.. Wow. On the plus side it sounds like with a bit of work he can do it, which is all to the good. It kind of made me think.

Ermine, say your fairy godmother rocked up tomorrow, waved a magic wand and said

here’s £60,000. What you must do is take this and spend it in the next year. No buying of capital assets. Spend it, on cookies and sweets and crisps and Fun!

Could I do it? Remember I can’t bring forward capital spend, or replacing a flat roof, or slap it in my ISA, it’s gotta be gone by Independence Day 2014. This is also a one-off – obviously. What could I spend it on?

Ayers Rock. I'd quite like to see it, preferably by teleporting there rather than flying
Ayers Rock. I’d quite like to see it, preferably by teleporting there rather than flying


There was a lot of travelling in ML’s plans, he’s already a globetrotter for work. It’s actually a very common desire for prospective retirees. If there’s one piece of advice I’d like to offer to retirement wannabees it is that for God’s sake don’t book that while you’re still working. Exotic travel is the siren song to the cubicle slave because it’s so different from your daily experience. You will change when you retire. You will probably mellow. You will get some of the relaxation you crave and you projected onto that trip. You might find that the money you spend on a round the world trip of a lifetime might be better spent after you have decompressed and know yourself more. Maybe it’s not sun-sea and sand you want, it’s more culture. or the other way round. or something different – you want to be more independent, or ride a Harley-Davidson through the Pyrenees [ref]I have no idea if you can ride a Harley through the Pyrenees, but it might be fun for some[/ref]

Of course you might well have your leaving do, wake up the next morning and go Hell Yeah, I want to do that round the world trip in which case take it last-minute and knock yourself out. You’re now flexible in time. One of the bewildering joys of retirement is just how much is now possible to you. I could finish writing this, and go ‘Bollocks, I fancy going to Moscow’ and be off. [ref]I’d probably have to get a visa so Moscow might be out ;)[/ref]

I had plans for more travelling. I found I favoured little and often was more to my taste than big and grandstanding. If I wanted to travel round the world I could do it, paid cash. I’d probably get it cheaper than these guys because I hate hot places, particularly hot and humid places. I’d skip Florida, and Malaysia, in the same way as I’d skip Hell… I can do hot and dry if need be.

Santa Monica Pier
Santa Monica Pier. late 90s ISTR Hot and dry I can do. Death Valley in July sans aircon – OK Hot and humid – no

But I have no desire to, at the moment. One of the great things about being able to do something financially  is that it takes out the if-only thing of the grass is always greener. Consumerism is terrible in that it plays on that particular human frailty. Many people buy things and experiences they can’t afford precisely because their marginal affordability makes them more attractive – we are pre-programmed to value the scarce and expensive. French fashion houses have known this for years. Take the scarcity and affordability thing out of the equation and ask yourself “Do I actually want to do this?” and in my case with  the whole round the world travelling on retirment thing the answer is “Hell, No”. It’s something everybody else wants to do, but it’s not for me.

Dialling down the travel dream is easy for me, because I came to really hate air travel. I’m not scared of it – jumping out of a light aircraft with a parachute from the erstwhile Ipswich Airport was scary, getting into a passenger jet isn’t. It’s the Sartre thing, L’enfer, c’est les autres. I last travelled by air in 2007, for work, travelling to the United States. Something must’ve been up, the airport was heaving with people, stupid people at that. Pillocks who wanted to take huge bags and all their kids toys as hand luggage, despite the clear notices on number and size of bags, so they held up the queue. The whining kids generally. The stale smell of sweat and the metallic scent of human stress and low-level anger that the departure loung aircon couldn’t quite clear. The whole security theatre rigmarole. The fact that airline seats recline at all – that was a grand idea in the 1950s, but when you have a seat pitch of about two feet it means when the guy in the front row does it everybody else has to do it in a Mexican wave down the cabin. And people consider this leisure? At least I was being paid to put myself through the experience.

And I decided I’m not going to do that again. But apparently according to Blink I can charter a private jet from RAF Wattisham (EGUW) to Geneva (GVA) and back for two weeks in August for £12k all in. And if I had a yearly income of £60k I’d consider something like that every other year to get somewhere civilised I could switch to a long-haul flight. There are probably much more intelligent ways to do it – after all a retiree has control of his time so why not fit in with someone else’s schedule and act as a seat-filler on a jet and be open-minded on destination. Commercial air travel ceased to be any fun after 2000 IMO.

What does living life to the full mean to you?

And then it dawned on me. When ML expresses what living life to the full means to him, it has a lot to do with what he is able to do, and that usually involves spending. It was common in many of my ex-colleagues – they had a fixed idea of how much they needed, and they couldn’t retire early because  they wouldn’t have the money to do stuff, like city-breaks and weekends away. These discussions used to puzzle me, because I was always thinking ‘yes, but the price of those city breaks you need to get away from work is that you don’t have the time to do a lot of other things, because you’re in front of that screen?’ Two weeks of respite for 50 of drudgery seems a crap deal to me even if you can do all sorts of fancy stuff in the two weeks.

For me, living life to the full is more about what I am, and what I master, it’s less of what I do, particularly external experiences. I derive my values more internally focused than is probably typical is society. Jacob ERE had an article called everything explained where he called out how the different personality types valued different things in life. However, I’m still a member of a social species, and when soemone says living life ot the full means spending a lot more than I do, it does cause me to ask myself

Ermine – have you stitched yourself up? Have you financially cut yourself off from living life to the full, because you made yourself too poor?

In which case the obvious thing to do would be to follow Monevator’s sage advice, ease back from the big red nuclear button, and go git myself a job. Assuming I could get one, that is, after all I am probably one of the finished at 50 😉

Murona atomic test. I've always wanted ot be able to use this as an illustration, I used ot have it as a poster on my wall at university ;)
Murona atomic test. I used to have it as a poster on my wall at university 😉 It’s beautiful, in a dark sort of way…

Hell, no. Bollocks to that. It’s been over a year so far, and you know what? I haven’t missed a single bit of working. It really is overrated as a reason for living. Don’t get me wrong, I’d prefer to have a nice £60k p.a. retirement income and take the odd private jet. But it’s not worth even thinking of going back to work for! Guess what did most of the heavy lifting of living life to the full for me?

gaining control of my own time

I am Myers-Briggs type INTJ  – this wasn’t as clear while I was working. Work favours extroverts big-time. It’s not surprising, because a business needs to marshall people to get their shit together and do stuff, so people who are more externally focused are far better suited to work in a company. They motivate people better, they are better salesmen, they are better leaders of men. Coincidentally, I suspect it can also foster a desire for amazing experiences and Stuff – so these talented extroverted employees will also be locked into the system a little bit, because they need the money that work provides to live life to the full in their own terms

Jacob called it out well – addressing the INTJ reader

  1. You do not get much out of amazing experiences or have no particular desire to have your picture taken while snowboarding down a rock.
  2. You do not find an uncluttering a reflection of your personal growth and a statement of your spiritual detachment from “things”.
  3. You do not see the point in work for work’s own sake and you find idea of working for 30 years somewhat crazy when there is clearly no need.

It’s not surprising I couldn’t find a way to spend ML’s £60,000 in a year – because I am not like him (I would hazard a guess he’s in the group of what Jacob called artisans). It puzzled me  what he called “living life to the full” because I would find doing that sort of thing a maelstrom of activity, the centre would never hold.

Knowing yourself is a key part of self-development of course, but as I get older the diversity in what matters to people still amazes me. We all start, of course, with the narcissistic assumption that everyone else is exactly like us, and part of the process of individuation is to differentiate and cleave closer to the things that really matter to you, and dial down the extraneous noise of all the stuff that really matters to other people but doesn’t really matter to you. There is an inherent tension, we are a social species, and striking out a little bit apart from the pack leads to some discomfort. Conversely, not doing so, living by other people’s values has a different cost, because you then live life against your nature which builds up different tensions.

There were other aspects of spending in ML’s £60k target than I don’t have. I don’t have any child-related costs/expenses. Healthcare? I did have private healthcare at work, though I am happy to say I avoided using it by, er, being lucky enough to not get sick 😉 One of the fantastic things about living in the UK is that the whole healthcare fear and loathing thing you get in the US just isn’t there. People moan about the NHS but it does pretty well for the big stuff. Yes, people grizzle and moan about the failures to keep their particularly elderly relative alive for years and years and years and mistakes do happen, but for the majority of things that can happen to you, particularly accidents and stuff like the Big C, it does okay. Even in the US their healthcare can’t stop people dying, despite the best efforts of some really weird people. You have to do it sometime, and I’m not sure I’ve convinced by the $70k call option on resurrection…

It’s also not just AXA that does health insurance. Getting on your bike or just taking a walk regularly for half an hour a day buys you health insurance too. That’s obviously a bastard while you’re working, because half an hour out of the rest of your day after you’ve sold 8 hours plus commuting time to The Man is a big lump. For a retiree it isn’t too bad. Plus you get to hear birds singing and squirrels fighting and kids playing in the park. Beats screen time earning the money to pay to Axa to make up for the fact that you can’t take the free alternatvie because you’re doing the screen time to earn the money…

So funnily enough I think extroverts need more money to live life to the full in retirement. On the upside, they are the Right Stuff for work, so they get more out of it. In America, where it seems introversion is considered a defect, you hear a lot about finding the work you love, it’s almost mandatory to derive meaning from your work is seems. I was surprised to see this ad for Susan Cain’s Quiet on introverts. I guess there must be some 😉

And this generates a genuinely exciting and stupendously effective capitalist society. Okay, not one totally without problems, for sure, but despite the conflagration of the financial crisis starting there, the first one where there is the suspicion of it staggering to its feet. It’s intoxicating –

It even almost convinced a younger me that I wanted to work in the electronics industry in California, the heady mix of American get-up-and go and a UK in Thatcher’s third  recession of the early 1990s. Or was it John Major? Let’s just say I’d probably be feeding the fish off Santa Monica pier if it had happened, I would have cracked up years ago… On the other hand, in a city full of therapists, they might have sat me on the couch, took a long hard look, and delivered the view ‘there’s nothing that much wrong with you, you just don’t fit here, bud. Nothing that a cab to LAX and an airline ticket can’t fix ;)’ I am a stranger in a strange land. I read Monevator’s excellent post about “you don’t have to go nuclear on working for a living” and figured either he or I am living on a different planet, and on reflection I think it’s me 😉 It’s been over a year since I quit. There are times in your life when you need to have the nuclear option. Nothing else will do.

Once you have the nuclear option, you may as well use it. People can’t motivate me with money to any great extent now. Across the PF blogosphere, there is a strong sense of the work ethic, that underpins and drives capitalism. This is the mastertape that inspires drives people to greater success in things financial, to be the best they can be among their peers.

I have drunk of the cup of the elixir of the Work Ethic, and found it failed me in my hour of need, but as it failed it revealed a beautiful truth, which was “Know what Enough looks like, and take appropriate action”. So I don’t have it any more. It’s also kinda nice to think that while extroverts do better at work on the whole, there’s a little price to pay. They have to work a tad longer to achieve a lifestyle that meets their needs. There is a little justice in the world 😉