Personal on Erin's Waypoint

i went to sf and i'm still processing it

Tue, 28 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

I just got back from a work trip to San Francisco, and I’m still kind of sitting with it.

Not in a bad way. Just… a lot.

My former SVP invited a group of us for a last-minute get-together where he grilled food for us (spoiler alert: I didn’t have a chance to try it before I needed to head to the airport to catch my flight. My coworker did, though, and let me know it was delicious). He retired earlier this year. Some of my coworkers like to say he’s actually just busy managing his investments. I overheard from one of my coworkers that the house he lives in is worth roughly $8M. Meanwhile, his wife and daughter were away in LA for a theater camp. When we arrived, his son was outside by the garage and greeted us before immediately disappearing back into the house.

i want to quit my job (a framework, sort of...)

Mon, 13 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

This year has been rough on the work end of things. In the last several months:

My wonderful skip manager retired into the sunset.
A mass company-wide layoff occurred alongside a heavy push to use AI.
I was re-orged to a different team that has absolutely no idea what I actually do.
And, perhaps as the final straw, my brand-new manager was just poached by one of the frontier AI companies.

It has been a wild ride, to say the least.

hi, i'm erin. it's a lot.

Thu, 02 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

So. Here we are.

I’m 26. I work in big tech. I got married in March — my other half found out about a month before it happened, which, honestly, tracks for how I typically operate day-to-day.

We bought a condo together three days after we signed our marriage license. On paper, things look really good.

And yet.

I can’t fully explain the specific exhaustion of staring at a net worth spreadsheet that should make you feel okay, and just… not feeling okay. The numbers don’t lie. And instead I just lie awake at 2am talking to AI and trying to figure out what the heck is going on with my life.