[{"content":"So. Here we are.\nI\u0026rsquo;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.\nWe bought a condo together. On paper, things look really good.\nAnd yet.\nI can\u0026rsquo;t fully explain the specific exhaustion of staring at a net worth spreadsheet that should make you feel okay, and just\u0026hellip; not feeling okay. The numbers don\u0026rsquo;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.\nI\u0026rsquo;ve spent most of my life optimizing for the right outcomes — right grades, right job, right title, right salary — and somewhere along the way I forgot to check whether any of it actually fit. Spoiler: some of it doesn\u0026rsquo;t. I\u0026rsquo;m still figuring out which parts.\nDay to day, I\u0026rsquo;m a background process in my own life. Meetings that could\u0026rsquo;ve been emails. Emails that could\u0026rsquo;ve been nothing. A calendar that runs my life better than I do. My body has started sending invoices for all of it — migraines, jaw tension, neck pain, the whole package — and I\u0026rsquo;m finally starting to read them.\nI don\u0026rsquo;t have a clean ending to this post because I don\u0026rsquo;t have a clean ending to any of this yet. That\u0026rsquo;s kind of the point.\nThis blog is my waypoint. Not a destination, just a place to stop and take stock. I\u0026rsquo;ll write about money, work, marriage, and whatever else is living rent-free in my head on any given week.\nSome of it will be useful. Mostly it\u0026rsquo;ll just be me, figuring it out in public.\nGlad you\u0026rsquo;re here for it.\n","date":"2026-07-02T00:00:00Z","permalink":"/p/hi-im-erin.-its-a-lot./","title":"Hi, I'm Erin. It's a Lot."}]