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The Unemployed Life: The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly

May 12, 2017 By Kat

The Good

Where to begin? I’ll start with the glory of sleeping in. I can wake up WITHOUT an alarm clock, without feeling like I need to rush to be somewhere at a certain time. I can spend the morning scrolling through the news or Instagram. When I feel like it, I can brush my teeth. Then I can start my day, or just crawl back into bed under the cozy warm covers. I can put on regular clothes or keep wearing my PJs. I’ll be home all day anyways. I guess another way to title the post is: “Life Before Having Kids.”

Another great perk is that Sunday nights aren’t a bummer anymore. While other people sigh at the thought of another work week, I get to pleasantly remind myself, “Oh, there’s no work tomorrow!” And I’m starting to love Mondays. Mondays are the start of a new adventure – time to myself, time to wander, and do whatever I want. My math teacher also described his newly retired life like this. He would drive down the road, see an interesting sign or place, and have the luxury of time to stop and pursue whatever caught his interest. I guess I could have also called this post: “What it Feels Like to be Retired.”

On the topic of weekdays, I love being out and about when everyone else is at work. Things are quieter in the neighborhood. I can zoom through the empty roads and green streetlights. There are no lines to check out at the supermarkets and malls. I get in and out efficiently. I arrive at home and slam the door shut before the rush hour mayhem begins outside.

With a slower life, there’s plenty of time to savor and be more present in each moment. If I’m meeting up with someone to catch up, I can fully enjoy that person’s company without feeling like I need to tend to my TODO list immediately afterwards.

Before you start hating me with envy, I better move onto the next section.

The Bad

I love good food, trying out new restaurants, and drinking overpriced coffee beverages (refer to last blogpost). But since the income isn’t flowing in, I try to reel in those extra expenses. Ah well. That’s what boyfriends are for, right? 😉

Remember that whole part about having lots of time while other people at work? Well, sometimes, I want to actually hang out with those people! On days when I am really bored, I may try to convince them to take a day off or call in sick. 😛 I do have some friends who work nighttime/weekend shifts, so sometimes they’re free during the day. In addition, I have been meeting more retired folks, and they’ve got fountains of knowledge to share. Ironically, they’re also facing similar questions: What to do with life and all this time? Imagine that, after a lifetime of a rewarding career, they’re still pondering the same things as me! It certainly puts things into perspective.

Without work, there isn’t a clear purpose to each day. Time flies by too fast – especially if you take a lot of naps. 😛 Frankly, sometimes nothing gets done. Because you didn’t have any specific goals or work you absolutely have to get done that day, it can feel like a waste. (Although, I somehow managed to turn in my taxes on time!)

Alright, let’s keep on sliding on down into the even more glum aspects of unemployment.

The Ugly

You can no longer hide behind the excuse that you’re too busy with work to do something. This is where you have to face the raw reality underneath it all. You tried to distract yourself from dealing with certain issues, but if there ever was a time to deal with it, it unfortunately is now.

There is the physical stuff you don’t want to deal with – cleaning and maintaining a home, taking care of a car, going to doctor/dentist/eye doctor appointments.

And of course, there is the emotional stuff you didn’t want to deal with. There’s lots to be said on this, but for one, I know that I could be less critical of myself. It was primarily my own unreasonably high standards that previously trapped me into crazy work schedules. 🙁 Rejiggering the expectations on my life and work has been a tumultuous journey. If I can’t fit exercise into my life when I don’t have a job, what type of choices am I making about my health? Oy vey.

Guilt also rears its enormously ugly head. Sometimes people (although well-intentioned) may nudge you to “go get a job” for the sake of security and because “that’s what you’re supposed to be doing.” It can feel like there’s an enormous ticking time bomb next to you to figure out what you want.

Oh, and there’s another ticking bomb that is finances. There’s nothing like seeing your bank account go on a steady decline to give you the anxious jitters. It can keep you up all night wondering “What if X or Y terrible thing happens?” Or “What if I run out of savings and I still haven’t figured out what I want? Would this all be a waste?” These questions occasionally plague my mind and suck up all my energy that could be spent elsewhere. I try to quell those pointless “what if” thoughts, until they creep back into my mind again.

Before quitting my job, I wrote up a spending plan to make sure I had enough saved up. The big question was “How much is enough?” How much money should you save up before you begin to allow yourself the freedom to figure out what makes you a happy and balanced person? While there is no numerical hard and fast rule, I found myself feeling that I finally had “enough” to start moving to the next stage of life. Hmm but as time passes, it’s still hard to be sure that I really saved up “enough.”

Last Words

I’d like to emphasize how extremely blessed I feel each day to be able to take a break from work. Even though I am getting more sleep, I try to be intentional with my time. I spend an enormous amount of time looking at job postings, researching things, reading books, watching videos, and attending events that could be relevant to my future career.

I’ve tried to come around on all these seemingly “negative” aspects of unemployment, and I realize that all of these challenges are opportunities for me to grow and embrace the uncertainty of life. No day is ever a waste. I’m learning to separate what other’s think of me with what I know is best for me. The most precious things we have in life are time and attention. If financial situations allow, we can give ourselves the space to ponder what we truly want, without feeling guilty about it.

The haze of my future gets cloudier on some days compared to others. The question, of whether the basic needs in my life will be covered, can only be answered at each passing moment. This is how I’ve learned to deal with the fact that there are no guarantees in the future: I continually learn that I need complete faith in God (not 80% faith, but 100% faith), that He will provide everything I need at the right time in the right place. Sigh, so hard to put into practice.

Before deciding to leave my job, I kept getting the vision of me standing at a cliff. I had two choices. I could either stay on the cliff where it was safe and familiar. Or I could jump, and the only thing preventing me from shattering to the ground in a million pieces is believing that God will catch me. So here I am, free-falling, and not having any idea where or when I will land.

What’s the next step?

Well, I think a mid-morning nap is a good place to start. 😛

Filed Under: My Journey Tagged With: funemployed, pros and cons, unemployed

My Last Free Lunch at Google

April 19, 2017 By Kat

I stepped out of the massage room out into the larger room which was the Wellness Center on Google’s main campus. It took a moment to adjust my eyes to the bright fluorescent lights. I had just finished getting a half hour massage (I know, poor me), in a scrambled effort to use up the hundreds of massage credits I had banked up in the last 6½ years at Google. Throughout that time, I had been so busy with work and deadlines, I had never bothered to use the credits. Oh, the irony.

I walked out of the Wellness Center into the hallway and curiously peered out through the second floor window onto the patio, where Googlers were having lunch. The view was perfect even on this slightly gloomy day. I snapped a picture on my Nexus 5X so I could remember this view, this moment.

February 1, 2017 was my last day at Google. This place was my home away from home. It was my first job out of college, and the experience would be hard to beat. My life had become so intertwined with Google, it was hard to imagine life without it. Sometimes, subtle hints of fear and uncertainty would bubble up inside me, but something beyond the sprawling Google campus was calling me to explore it.

I broke from my daydream and hurried downstairs to meet my friend for lunch. On glancing at the calendar event on my laptop, which was intermittently freezing and taunting me with a loading indicator (battery was at 0%), I realized that I was supposed to meet my friend across campus, in negative 2 minutes.

I bolted down the stairs, ran across the main campus courtyard, to hop into my car. It was blocked by another car, so I asked the valet attendant to move the other car. Yes, there is free valet parking at Google. Mostly because the # of Googlers > # of parking spots, but yes it is a nice privilege. I leaped into my car, zoomed down Charleston Road and headed to the other side of campus, anxious at the stoplights that were taking so long to turn green. Once I parked (no valet this time!), I ran inside the coffee lab to meet my friend with barely enough breath to express a warm welcome and apologize for my lateness.

He was a former coworker from the Google Keep team. It was his orientation week at Google. He had left Google the previous year to pursue new opportunities, and when things didn’t work out as expected, he decided to rejoin Google again. So there we were – crossing paths – him on his way back into Google, and me on my way out. It was a funny thing to realize, and I wondered if I would return again like him.

We sat down to enjoy my last lunch at Google. I had peanut butter beef on the left (I had never heard of that dish either), which was surprisingly tasty. And I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to nab a couple of slices of pizza. I had spent much of my meal times at Google, looking longingly at the pizza and fries offered every day, and would only succumb to the temptation every once in a while (when the smell of cheese and pepperoni was too irresistible). As we ate our lunch, we reminisced and caught up on life.

Like my breakfast earlier in the day, I thoroughly enjoyed each bite – savoring the multitude of flavors. I learned about the practice of mindful eating from the Search Inside Yourself class at Google, which covers various meditation practices for increased well-being. In mindful eating, you chew slowly and intentionally and notice all the tastes and sensations. (No gulping the food down, my usual habit.) It also involves expressing gratitude for the hands that prepared the food – from the farm to the kitchen to the plate in front of you.

After a nice long relaxing lunch, I decided I should probably head to my desk to finish up any “last day” tasks. I combed through emails and figured out the status of my benefits. I responded to some more goodbye emails and shared my personal email address so we could all stay in touch.

Soon enough, I glanced at the clock and it was already 4pm! I was supposed to turn in my devices and badge by 5pm on main campus. My hands started to type a little faster. There were still random things on my to-do list to take care of. Then the minutes ticked by and it was already 4:30pm. I gave up and accepted that there were certain things I wouldn’t be able to finish (a metaphor for life I suppose). I gently closed the lid of my laptop. It was weird to think about never opening the laptop again. And it was weird to know that I would never be able to read the responses to the emails I had just sent.

I shoved everything in my bag and bolted out of the building. I still remember the cold hard click of the door as I pushed it open. It would be the last time I would leave my building. The cold winter air of the Bay Area rushed into my face.

I jumped into my car and zoomed back to main campus again. I turned in my laptop and then went across the street to turn in my badge. The folks were not there anymore, so I gave it to a security guard. He took it, and it was a lot more anticlimactic than I expected. My badge (which was practically an extension of my body for all those years) was now no longer hanging by my side.

Since there was nothing else left to do, I exited the building. I could feel the hard concrete below my feet with each step toward the parking lot. I took in the sights and sounds around me.

I glanced at the random shark fin that was sticking out of the ground. I never understood why that thing was there. I peered over my right shoulder in the direction of the gym, where I had spent the prior months working out. I had formed new friendships (a.k.a. people to guilt you into going to the gym) and was finally able to do one pullup (VICTORY AT LAST!).

On my left, I peered into the Google cafe that made ready-to-go sandwiches and had hot soups and popcorn. A long line of people waited for their sandwiches with their paper orders in their hands. I used to duck in there for a bowl of soup as a post-workout snack, but now that would be a habit of the past. I smiled. Those were good times. There were many good times at Google.

I turned my head back on the path, and my feet pitter pattered down the stairs. I walked past the brightly colored Google bikes parked along the base of the stairs. They were always too big for my legs to comfortably reach the pedals (ah, the downsides of being 4’11”). With a few more steps, I reached my car and got inside. Then I headed home.

For the first time in my adult life, I didn’t have a job anymore. There was no work to go to the next day (Thursday). I didn’t know what I would do, but was ready to take on whatever life would bring.

UPDATE: From the date of this post, you can tell that it’s been a couple months since I left Google, so I’ll be writing more about what I’ve been up to. In the meantime, I gotta go, meeting a friend for lunch at Google. 😉 

Filed Under: My Journey Tagged With: free food, funemployed, google, job, new beginnings, quitting job

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Hello, I’m Kat Kuan! I love to teach and share what I’ve learned.

I am an MIT grad, former Google engineer, children’s book author, and entrepreneur in Silicon Valley.

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