I finished and returned my last freelance proofreading assignment this afternoon, and just sent the clinet my last invoice.

When I decided, and then announced, that I was retiring I said "in November" because I wanted to proofread one last issue of queue, and give them a little time to find another proofreader. So this is probably the last paid/freelance editorial work I'll be doing.

(I'm phrasing it that way because I'm not ruling out doing a bit of proofreading for a close friend, or a worthwhile nonprofit project.)
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The doorbell rang unexpectedly this morning, heralding a vase of flowers with my name on them, a retirement and thank you give from my colleagues at acmqueue. We put the flowers on the back porch to protect them from Kaja while we went to Cambridge for a picnic with [personal profile] adrian_turtle. The note says "Thank you very much for your excellent work on queue all these years. Enjoy your retirement! All the best from the queue staff."

Last week [personal profile] cattitude was disappointed because it looked like we might have missed the last good day for a picnic until April, and I decided to keep an eye on the forecast. By Monday that looked promising enough that I asked Adrian if she'd like to join us for a picnic Wednesday [today) if the weather was as nice as predicted, and she said yes.

We met on the Cambridge Common at about a quarter to one this afternoon, sitting on a pleasant bit of lawn, in the sunshine. We had lox and bagels, salad, chocolate chip oatmeal cookies (baked by Adrian), some salad, and iced tea. Adrian said they weren't her best cookies, before we tried them; after eating one I said they might not be her best cookies, but they were definitely good cookies, and ate a few more.

That was a very pleasant, low-key hour and a half. Adrian then went home, and catittude atnd I went to the Arlington Farmers Market, which in retrospect may have been overdoing things slightly. Bu while I have to get up early tomorrow for a medical appointment, for my semi-annual infusion of Ocrevus (an MS medication), once I get there my job will be to sit in a chair for a few hours, while they give me the drug (after a steroid, an anti-histamine, and a couple of other things to reduce the risk of side effects).

Yes, I'm getting a drug where they take those precautions for every patient--but I have now had this a few times, without difficulty, and I'll be in the Hematology and Oncology clinic at Mt. Auburn Hospital, so help if needed will be nearby. (In the years since I got this diagnosis, I have taken/been given the anti-MS medication in doctor's offices, at home, at a specialized infusion center, and at two different hospitals' oncology clinics. I like this better than either my previous neurologist's clinic out in the land of long commutes, or the Medical Oncology department of Evergreen Hospital, though all three were fine in medical terms.
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( Sep. 25th, 2021 08:34 pm)
I had a nice long phone conversation with my mother this morning. She has a new hearing aid. She likes it better than the old one (and much better than the one they gave her in between), and I think was hearing me more clearly.

Having declared myself retired, I have unsubscribed from a couple of editorial email lists, and removed the "freelance editor" part of my twitter bio, which looked bare enough that it now says "freelance editor (retired), until I think of something I want to have there besides "antifa. she/her. hope is a virtue." (I don't use Twitter much.)

Tonight's supper felt very autumnal: roast sweet potato, a glass of milk, and an Elstar apple.
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( Sep. 25th, 2021 03:06 pm)
As of yesterday, I am declaring myself retired, rather than semi-retired and doing a bit of freelance work while not seeking out new clients.

That remaining bit of freelance work stopped being valuable, mentally, and had started being more of a burden.

I sent my one on-going freelance client email telling him I'm retiring. I'm giving him lots of notice, because why not? I'm not planning any major changes in my lifestyle that proofreading one more issue of queue would interfere with.
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( Feb. 22nd, 2008 07:47 am)
I pulled everything together over the last few days, and when I head out this morning, I will be mailing TIAA-CREF an envelope containing lots of paperwork and a check. That will move the IRA I opened in haste last April from my bank to them, and add money for tax year 2007. The investment/IRA advisor at TIAA-CREF, who I talked to again yesterday, made a note on my account and will be keeping an eye on it and let me know if there's anything missing or awry.

Sorting this out required some annoying interactions with the bank. The first was just a friendly waste of time, going in and being told no, I had to wait until after the CD I had stashed the money in matured before I could give the "don't roll it over" instruction. My friendly banker (I've talked to her before, and she is friendly and helpful) also said I didn't need to come in to the branch, I could call either the branch or the 800 number on the "your CD is maturing" letter. Tuesday morning, I called the 800 number. I got someone who told me that he couldn't do this for me, it had to be in writing. And did so in such a way that I asked him "well, what can you do?" I had already said I didn't want him to close my account, just move the money from a CD to their money market while I decided what to do next. [Closing the account will be handled separately, but I didn't tell him that; he may have guessed.] He said something about handling paperwork, and I asked why they had him answering phones. A moment's more annoyance, and a new voice cut in. She explained she was a supervisor, and said that if I had access to a fax machine, we could do it that way. She gave me their fax number and instructions on what to include in the fax. I thanked her, opened a word processor file, and they had a fax 20 minutes later. [Worst case, she lied to me, and I'll move the money to TIAA-CREF six months from now.]

This is going to TIAA-CREF because I have pension money there already, from when I worked at ACM, and it's a good deal if you're eligible (in terms of fees and the rate of return they've been managing). Eligibility is a bit complicated, but it includes anyone who works at an institution where they offer a pension plan; anyone who works at an eligible institution (nonprofit colleges adn universities, elementary and secondary schools, government entities, teaching hospitals, and museums are listed as examples); anyone who already has a retirement plan with them (that's my eligibility); or the spouse or domestic partner of anyone in one of the above groups. The limits on that are legal and historical, and connected to their non-profit status (my pension plan is at a .org domain); they're pretty clearly casting the net as widely as Congress will let them.
redbird: closeup of me drinking tea, in a friend's kitchen (Default)
( Feb. 22nd, 2008 07:47 am)
I pulled everything together over the last few days, and when I head out this morning, I will be mailing TIAA-CREF an envelope containing lots of paperwork and a check. That will move the IRA I opened in haste last April from my bank to them, and add money for tax year 2007. The investment/IRA advisor at TIAA-CREF, who I talked to again yesterday, made a note on my account and will be keeping an eye on it and let me know if there's anything missing or awry.

Sorting this out required some annoying interactions with the bank. The first was just a friendly waste of time, going in and being told no, I had to wait until after the CD I had stashed the money in matured before I could give the "don't roll it over" instruction. My friendly banker (I've talked to her before, and she is friendly and helpful) also said I didn't need to come in to the branch, I could call either the branch or the 800 number on the "your CD is maturing" letter. Tuesday morning, I called the 800 number. I got someone who told me that he couldn't do this for me, it had to be in writing. And did so in such a way that I asked him "well, what can you do?" I had already said I didn't want him to close my account, just move the money from a CD to their money market while I decided what to do next. [Closing the account will be handled separately, but I didn't tell him that; he may have guessed.] He said something about handling paperwork, and I asked why they had him answering phones. A moment's more annoyance, and a new voice cut in. She explained she was a supervisor, and said that if I had access to a fax machine, we could do it that way. She gave me their fax number and instructions on what to include in the fax. I thanked her, opened a word processor file, and they had a fax 20 minutes later. [Worst case, she lied to me, and I'll move the money to TIAA-CREF six months from now.]

This is going to TIAA-CREF because I have pension money there already, from when I worked at ACM, and it's a good deal if you're eligible (in terms of fees and the rate of return they've been managing). Eligibility is a bit complicated, but it includes anyone who works at an institution where they offer a pension plan; anyone who works at an eligible institution (nonprofit colleges adn universities, elementary and secondary schools, government entities, teaching hospitals, and museums are listed as examples); anyone who already has a retirement plan with them (that's my eligibility); or the spouse or domestic partner of anyone in one of the above groups. The limits on that are legal and historical, and connected to their non-profit status (my pension plan is at a .org domain); they're pretty clearly casting the net as widely as Congress will let them.
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