I’m already nearsighted. Deeply nearsighted. The kind where taking off my glasses turns the world into abstract impressionism. So when my vision started going blurry two years ago, I assumed my prescription needed updating. Went to the optometrist. New lenses. Same problem. Except it wasn’t consistent. Some mornings I’d wake up and everything was sharp….
I’m not building wealth to stop working. I’m building it so I never have to work for anyone who doesn’t deserve my time. Here’s why “work freedom FIRE” is more sustainable – and happier – than traditional retirement.
No office means no one tells you when to start, when to stop, or when you’re allowed to be done. Remote work sounds like freedom until you realise you’ve spent the morning in bed avoiding the exact problem that’s still waiting for you at noon.
Market rate is my floor, not my ceiling. Here’s how I think about setting a freelance rate – starting with time, adjusting for complexity, and making sure no single client ever holds more than thirty percent of my income.
I spent two weeks getting rejected before my first paid gig. Here’s everything I learned about becoming a virtual assistant the hard way.
I thought freedom meant flexibility. Turns out it also meant my body quietly falling apart while I wasn’t paying attention.
I didn’t realise I had no boundaries until my body started keeping score. Here’s how I stopped letting work take everything.
From sleeping through earthquakes in Christchurch Airport to requiring confirmed WiFi before booking – how travel changed between 25 and 40.
PayPal, bank transfers, Payoneer, Stripe – I’ve tried them all. Here’s what nobody tells you about getting paid across borders.
The night I decided I was done being tied to a desk – and the word that changed everything.