All good things
Come to those who wait. True
Must come to an end. Also true
For me, my incredible expatriation to Germany was coming to an end. As I packed up my things and looked into the empty living room, it was easy to think of how fast it all went.
It had been eight months since I returned from my last deployment to Afghanistan. Long enough, apparently, because Mr. Employer asked me to go back once I moved back to the US.
Only six months again? Fine, no problem. I thought I was going to be done with that place, but I suppose I’ll do another round. My home goods shipment hadn’t even arrived yet, and I was on a flight bound for a place I’d already spent three years of my life.
When I got off of the plane I walked single file with the rest of the group to the pax terminal to check into the base. After that, I texted my coworkers to come pick me up from the sim card I still had from the last deployment.
The place hadn’t changed a bit. It is the armpit of Afghanistan, and I was back.
The next day I sat down at my new office spot with a little more trepidation. Is this what my life is going to be like? How long am I going to keep coming back here? These thoughts kept happening, and I eventually thought, “How much money do you need to retire?”
A quick Google search brought me to a Forbes article, which lead me to Mr. Money Mustache.
My mind was blown.
You mean to tell me, Mr. Mustache Guy, that you can actually stop working once you have a less-than gigantic pile of money? I was hooked. I could, in fact, handle Maximum Mustache, so for the next few weeks I read every single article on his blog, start to finish. He just makes sense. And he was right. I was about to do it all wrong.
As I digested his blog I immediately found others. Living A Fi, jlcollinsnh, Mad Fientist, Root of Good, etc. I read these and was inspired to write my own SuperPlan.