I never would have pictured my life turning out the way it has. I graduated college, got my first job, went to grad school, jumped around to different companies, moved to Orange County and then back to the Bay Area, and started the journey to financial independence. Pretty standard stuff.
I’m on the verge of completing this arduous journey, which should conclude by the end of 2014, or sometime in early 2015.
If that happens, there’s a very reasonable chance that I will finish the quest single, and unmarried.
You know, it’s crazy. When I was a student in high school, I knew other people who were pregnant with kids even before high school graduation. At the time, I didn’t think anything of it, but today, I can’t even wrap my head around that thought. It all seems so scary! How do you raise a kid when you yourself have no real life experience? No college education, no skills, and most importantly, no money.
It’s gotta be a hard knock life just to make ends meet. Fast forward to today, and I find myself in a situation where I make six figures, have no real life stress (no family or kids to support), good health, and I still struggle to make ends meet. If I have it tough (which I don’t), how must these other people be feeling? It’s easy for me to grind it out because I know that the end is near. I know that financial freedom is just around the corner… but what if there was no light at the end of the tunnel?
If I really analyze the situation, it seems like I attacked life in reverse order of almost everyone else. Go figure, it’s just like me to go and screw things up. 😉 Really, how many people achieve financial independence before settling down and starting a family? I’m sure it isn’t unprecedented, but I doubt that it’s all that common a finding either.
I guess I’m just an outlier.
But it is what it is. I’m not going to dwell on it or anything. The purpose of this blog entry is to really just reflect on this recent thought of mine. Suppose I did reach financial independence and found myself single…
I don’t think it would be the worst thing in the world. Actually, it could be a lot of fun. I would be able to do the following:
- Since I don’t have a family or kids, I can come and go as I please. I can live in any country for any duration of time. I do as I please.
- I’ll have all the time in the world to work on my “game” and date around. The thought of mingling with different women in different parts of the world does have an exciting allure, I must confess.
- Life will slow down. I’ll have ample time to work on myself and really discover who I am. This will help bring out the best in me. I’ll no longer be a boring, monotonous drone (this is the impression a female co-worker once told me she had of ALL male engineers lol). When starting a conversation with a woman, I’ll actually have interesting things to say.
- My mind, body, soul, and spirit will be revived. I’ll work hard to build up optimal health and eliminate all stresses. This can only be a good thing. I want to radiate strong, positive energy.
- When the time comes, I’ll only be 30! I should have plenty of good years remaining.
Just the Beginning!
So, the future is something I’m definitely looking forward to. Sure, it would have been wonderful to have met someone when I was younger and to be settled down by now. Lots of people are, and I actually don’t think I have any remaining friends who are still single. But rather than feel bad about the situation, I’d rather try and put a positive spin on it. Life happens, so you just gotta roll with the punches. I didn’t ask for this, nor plan for it. But I’ll make the most of what I got.
For anyone else out there who’s wondering… don’t worry, you’re not alone!
And besides, life is just beginning for me! I’d rather be in my shoes as opposed to someone who hates their job, is tied down with kids, has a huge mortgage and car loans, and feels trapped in life.
After all, I’m that guy who does things in reverse order!