God Bless The Child

I apologize in advance for using the G-word as I'd like this blog to remain non-denomenational and the reference is purely to call upon the Billie Holiday song. I've just returned from having dinner with my mother who is in her early 60s. She's not working, but not yet retired, hence she's not DONE.COM.

I realize after tonight that my blog should definitely take into account aging parents in the formula of reaching the point of being DONE.

To elaborate on being DONE, I mean leaving behind THE MAN even if you're THE MAN, i.e. have your own business, and being able to maintain a lifestyle that is comfortable yet realistic and relevant to individual means.

How, you ask. Well, we've only just begun the discussion what wanting to be DONE is and what being DONE means. There's much more to come.

It's A Hard Knock Life

I remember a few years after graduating from college when I was well into my first 'real' job thinking to myself, "Ok, I get it. I get what it means to work everyday."

This blog has been created for people of all ages, though mostly 22-50 years olds who want to be DONE.COM. This is also for the folks in this group who already are. More power to you.