Honestly? If I won the lottery today I would still work. I really really enjoy my work. It keeps me focused and motivated. My problem is having my livelyhood tied to the wims of a chaotic prideful coke filled VC
I enjoy laboring. I do not enjoy working for others.
I’ve got endless amounts of side projects that I never have enough mental energy for because the job saps it all.
When I got laid off last year I had about a month between jobs where I got to just do whatever I wanted. After about a week of decompressing I started working 5ish hours a day on side projects, because I wanted something that was more mentally stimulating.
Putting that much money into circulation would cause hyperinflation and then a gallon of milk would cost 10 quintillion dollars and you’re back to square one.
The more money I make the sooner I can stop working.
So bigger salary = bigger happy. Always. There’s no number that is “enough”.
I enjoy my job, so working 20 more years isn’t that onerous.
But I’d rather retire tomorrow than work for anyone else.
Honestly? If I won the lottery today I would still work. I really really enjoy my work. It keeps me focused and motivated. My problem is having my livelyhood tied to the wims of a chaotic prideful coke filled VC
That’s fair, and also true for me.
I enjoy laboring. I do not enjoy working for others.
I’ve got endless amounts of side projects that I never have enough mental energy for because the job saps it all.
When I got laid off last year I had about a month between jobs where I got to just do whatever I wanted. After about a week of decompressing I started working 5ish hours a day on side projects, because I wanted something that was more mentally stimulating.
A quadrillion dollars per minute ought to be enough for anybody.
See that means I would instantly retire, so I wouldn’t be working.
Putting that much money into circulation would cause hyperinflation and then a gallon of milk would cost 10 quintillion dollars and you’re back to square one.