So, it's been over a year since I've last posted here.
Oh, what a difference a year can make.
I guess I should re-
The original genesis of this blog coincided with my getting hired at my first job as a research assistant at a major academic research institution (key financial word being "academic"). I was just starting to get mired in the big, scary world of personal finance, and this blog was where I worked everything out.
This return marks a new chapter in my life, because it coincides with my getting hired at my second job.
That's right, I ditched my academic job, and sold out to industry.
This new development wasn't terribly off from my original plans. I was going to work for two years as a tech at a university, and build my CV; then, I would switch over to industry, and ramp up retirement savings on the increased salary for two more years; and then I would go to grad school with the peace of mind of knowing that although I would live in drudgery for six years, I am set for retirement even if academia chews me up and spits me out.
So I'm not too far off -- I left academia after 1.5 years rather than 2, but I landed the industry job I was counting on. But life has a way of being unpredictable, and throwing curve balls your way.
That's why I'm back. It's good to be back.
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Managinglife - Industry sure does pay more! My pay shot up 70%. I still can hardly believe it.
baselle - Ah, yes, the nutball postdoc. Well, he was a bit of a slacker, so my PI wasn't going to extend his visa to stay on, and understandably so. His mother came to visit him for three months, during which she realized the state that he was in -- e.g. he didn't even have enough money to buy plane tickets to fly home. She made him sell his fancy car and stop spending, and she cooked for him every day, and I presume he got enough money together for the plane tickets and his credit card balances. But the moment she left, he started spending again. I never really heard from him after he left the country last summer, but he packed an incredible amount of stuff to ship back, and he still lives with his parents, as far as I know. I guess when you're living with mommy and getting fed by her every day, you never really learn to grow up. o.O
best,
~amber