Fun fact: Towards Zero is actually the title of one of my favorite Agatha Christie books. But it also works as the title of this October updates post.
So here they are: the numbers for October! Including one number that I haven’t ever shared before (Oooooh, the suspense!).
It’s that time again! Here are the numbers for September:
Ok, time for a monthly update! Here’s how things went in August:
Here are the numbers from July (better late than never!):
Long time no post, eh? June was a bit of a rough month for me: nothing terrible, but my job suddenly got more demanding/stressful than it had been previously, and I also managed to catch some sort of virus that hung around in my system for three weeks (or possibly two separate viruses back-to-back?), so I spent much of the month exhausted, coughing, and buried in work.
However, I did hit a goal.
Apologies that I only posted a few times in May. I spent a lot of evenings and weekends working on research deadlines this past month and so had somewhat less time for other activities like blogging. In other words, you could say that I was scheduled up.
Anyway…It’s time for a May update! Super exciting!
Happy May, everyone! Here’s my monthly update for April, followed by a new mini-goal for debt payoff:
So many updates! Where to begin?
Well, let’s start with the debt, since that’s the reason I started this blog in the first place:
It’s hard for me to convey how excited I am to be starting at my new job today. I actually find it a bit amusing because a good number of the wonderful blogs I follow are written by people who are trying to escape from regular jobs—and yet here I am, super psyched to be starting one. I suppose if I had spent the past twelve years since college working at regular jobs, then I might be trying to get away from them too, but the reality is that I’m jumping out of my seat with excitement that somebody wants to hire me and pay me to work at their organization.
There are a bunch of practical reasons why I’m excited about this job:
So, January was a strange month for me for many reasons, not the least of which is that I have been unemployed and living off my emergency fund. Before I finished my PhD last month, I had been accustomed to getting up early, commuting in to work, working from 8 or 9 in the morning until 5 or 6 in the evening, and collecting a paycheck each week. And contrary to what is sometimes assumed about student lifestyles, I did not have time off during summers or between semesters, nor (with relatively few exceptions) did I take vacations or personal days or even sick days. So after five and a half years of that ongoing daily schedule, its sudden disappearance has felt profoundly odd.