In 1977, I got my first job. It was at Pete’s Deli. I was 16 and got paid $2.30 an hour. But look at me now. A mere 39 years later, and I’ve reached my last day of mandatory work. To paraphrase the great Martin Luther King, Jr., “Free at last, Free at last, Thank …
For those of you who may not be familiar with Freedom Is Groovy and our story, Mr. Groovy and I are quitting our 9 to 5 jobs this week. Edit: We quit our jobs on October 14, 2016! He’s a dead phone walking. My work phone, or Mr. Phone as I like to call him, …
The stock market’s bull run, which began in 2009, is now 8 years old. That’s the equivalent of about 80 dog years. And many talking heads are convinced that Wall Street is ripe for a nasty correction. Were I in my 20s or 30s, I would welcome such a correction. I love buying stuff on …
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Holy crap! I’m retiring in three weeks. And I’ve been so busy documenting my job duties for my replacement, I’ve haven’t had time this week to pen another post on my twisted financial musings. But rather than lament work’s unrelenting war on my time, and my sangfroid, I decided to end this week on a …
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This past Friday I came upon an article in Yahoo Finance about one of my favorite bloggers, the Mad Fientist. The article, in a very ham-fisted way, tried to explain how the Mad Fientist (aka, Brandon) achieved financial independence at age 34. And because the article failed to address much of the math and logic …
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