ENFJ, Self-Preservation Enneagram 9 Wing 8: I Am Officially a Fun Guy!

Fact: I am officially a fun guy. Specifically, I am a friendly, sociable extrovert. It took the events of 2024 in order for me to understand this.

It becomes common at the end of a year for people to say, “I can’t wait to see what exciting new things next year has in store!”

Well, here I am at the end of a year and I can very clearly express what 2024 had in store for me. This would be the year that I finally mapped out the rules of what defines the word “fun” for me, and therefore, what actually allows me to experience the concept of happiness.

Moving from the heavily (over)populated Nashville area of over a million people halfway through this year, to the less than 15,000 population Appalachian mountain town in Alabama we have now lived the second half of the year in, I have a clear understanding of why I am happy and loving life again.

Because my definition of fun explicitly involves the following:

A) Not being in traffic or in big, chaotic crowds.

B) Not having to pay to park or to pay an admission to get in.

C) Not having to wait in a long line.

D) Not having to “run around” or “be busy”.

E) Being able to spend quality time with people.

It’s funny how quickly my perspective of life changed after we moved to Alabama and we got all of the house renovations completed:

I could finally chill out. Because where I live in Alabama, my rules for having fun and being happy easily apply. Whereas in Nashville, they rarely did.

It is true I am indeed a fun and extroverted person, but I naturally become the opposite (stoic and introverted) when I have to be in traffic or chaotic crowds, when I have to pay to park or pay an admission to get in, when I have to wait in a long line, when I feel like I am having to run around or be busy, or when I am not able to spend quality time with people.

Our family’s most successful vacation ever, this past summer to Oregon, helped reinforce that my “rules for fun” not only ensured that I was operating in my default extroverted personality, but it also meant my family had more fun as individuals and collectively too.

As a ENFJ, self-preservation Enneagram 9 Wing 8, I instinctively seek experiences where I can be challenged in some way, while still feeling comfortable in the process. That is one of my gifts I offer to those around me: To create and maintain an environment where everyone feels comfortable, challenged, and valued.

In a good way, I feel this pressure to ensure that we are all collectively having a good time.

I think back to the motto my wife and I curated this year:

“Give life meaning and creative beautiful experiences.”

Moving here to Alabama and living a “quiet life” has now made it remarkably easier for me to be my true extroverted self; who is creative, fun, and happy to be around.

That is the world I live in now.

So yeah, I’m a big fan of 2024.

How We Paid Off Our Mortgage at Age 43

I will never forget this day in history: November 6th, 2024.

That’s the day my wife and I paid off our mortgage.

What you are about to read is the classic story of the underdog. We as a human civilization are naturally fascinated to see individuals overcome the odds placed against them and actually reach a seemingly impossible goal.

This is the story of how at age 43 (we were both born in 1981), my wife and I have now reached our goal of being not only debt-free, but also mortgage-free; despite the odds and despite remaining in the middle class.

To be clear, this is not a sexy story. We did not win the lottery. We did not inherit a million dollars. We did not invest in Bitcoin.

How we did it is the boring equivalent of someone you know losing 50 pounds and when they are asked how they lost the weight, they respond by saying they started exercising everyday, they reduced their daily calories, and increased their protein and fiber intake.

It’s not exciting to learn that people reached a challenging goal through hard work, dedication, and sacrifice… especially when it took years to get there.

Similarly, our underdog story is equally boring…

During my final year of college, my sister (who is 3 years younger than me) and I shared an apartment. The way our schedules lined up, when one of us was away at campus either in class or working, the other one would squeeze in an hour or two of playing Animal Crossings on the Nintendo GameCube back at our apartment.

In case you’re not familiar, the ultimate point of Animal Crossings is to work as efficiently as possible so that you pay off your mortgage.

(For the record, my sister ended up paying off hers before I did.)

As silly as it is, playing that video game for the course of my senior year of college fundamentally inspired me for my actual “real life” ahead. I was determined: I will be part of the rare minority of Americans to pay off my mortgage “early”; well before it was time to retire. (The average age to pay it off is 62.)

Despite the modern marketing attempts of banks and credit unions to convince me otherwise, the truth was obvious to me: “No. You are not like family and you are not my friend.”

But from the beginning, my strategy was not entangled with the idea of “getting rich first”. Instead, my plan would be to exploit the concept of maintaining a low overhead while finding ways to multiply my sources of income.

Fundamentally, the speedrunning aspect of paying off our mortgage early would focus on paying extra each month on the mortgage payments, so that it would pay off the principal of the loan quicker; preventing us from paying more in interest over the years.

Fortunately, I was naturally attracted to a woman who had the same intrinsic desire. As a team, we have worked together for many years to reach our goal; from the moment we got married. Because apparently, nothing is more romantic than mutually aspiring to be debt-free and mortgage free as a couple?

To be clear, our path to reach this goal was never easy. (Neither of us “came from money”.)  Instead, much of our 16 years of marriage has been riddled with financial setback after financial setback.

I remember years ago, seeing a meme that gave an honest visual of what the path to success actually looks like. It helped prepare my expectations.

We had to face the typical obstacles of the American middle class who happened to be Millennials: Paying off thousands in student debt, pay off thousands in wedding debt, buying our first home during the Financial Crisis of 2008 (which happened to be the year we got married), not making much money for the first decade of our professional careers, having children and having to pay for childcare while we both worked, etc.
The lowest, most difficult point in my life occurred in 2010, when my wife and I chose to leave behind our steady jobs and stable lives in Tennessee, to move to Alabama after we had our first child. Our hearts were in the right place, but we ended up living off our savings as we tried to find steady work while raising a newborn. We lasted 9 months before running out of money and having to move back to Tennessee; asking for our old jobs back.
And of course, our car broke down halfway through the drive back; which resulted in us having to buy a different car.
You can imagine: I wasn’t able to walk away from that point in my life without being forever hard-wired to never end up in a situation like that again. It “broke” me. (Pun intended.) The years that followed were just as tough, as we rebuilt everything back from nothing.
But I imagine I needed that humiliating and sobering time in my life in order to land here in this situation now, to be able to pay off my mortgage at 43.
This year, Dave Ramsey conducted a study of the top professions of people who become millionaires, known as The National Study of Millionaires. To confirm, we are not millionaires. But I do see an overlap with our careers:
We both technically fall into the categories of “teacher” and “management”: My wife has a Master’s in Early Childhood Development (though she never actually had a career in education) and I have a Bachelor’s Degree in English (I had originally planned to be a teacher as a profession). As for our actual careers, my wife is Chief of Staff (management) at a health care company and I am an Account Manager (HR/Recruiting) for a transportation company.
I think it is interesting that she and I both desired in our hearts to be teachers, getting our education in those fields, but we then ultimately landed in management roles.
Dave Ramsey’s National Study of Millionaires found the the most common theme among engineers, accountants, teachers, managers, and attorneys is that they all are required to operate as part of a system; living by a strict set of principles. So I can see how the path to becoming a millionaire is similar to first paying off your debts and mortgage.
Similarly, it is clear that Malcom Gladwell’s 6 Unexpected Outliers to Success play into this as well:
  • Opportunity.
  • Timing.
  • Upbringing.
  • Effort.
  • Meaningful work.
  • Legacy.

One that stands out to me from this list is Upbringing. One set of my grandparents were 1st generation Americans; meaning their own parents immigrated here from other countries. Specifically, I grew up up curiously observing my Papaw Metallo, who ultimately grew up in an orphanage in Kenosha, Wisconsin.

I watched him work an average job, live in a decent-sized home on a few acres, never buy a new vehicle, and he always had money in the bank.

Undoubtedly, his habits were adopted by my parents, and passed on to my sister and me. (Not only did my younger sister pay off her mortgage in Animal Crossings before I did, but she also did in real life a year and a half ago.)

I also see how Opportunity and Timing played into our ability to pay off our mortgage at age 43. Had the Covid Crisis of 2020 not happened, my wife and I would not have been able to start working remotely, allowing us to “cash in” by selling our Tennessee home (which doubled in value over the 9 years we lived there) and then move to Alabama again where the cost of living is much lower.

So I suppose I shall quote the 2004 rom com starring Brittany Murphy, Little Black Book: “Perhaps luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance, and the peace that comes from knowing that you just can’t know it all.”

Undeniably, my wife and I have been (imperfectly) following the teachings of Dave Ramsey since 2008 when we got married; which eventually led to us becoming debt-free (other than our mortgage) five years later in 2013.

That means it took us 11 years to pay off our mortgage after becoming debt-free. It was around that time that I consumed the book, Rich Dad Poor Dad, by Robert Kiyosaki. From there, I became obsessed with creating “passive incomes” on the side; what most people know as “side hustles”.

I started two different YouTube channels, creating content exploiting topics that people were already searching for (men’s hair loss and DNA test results) as opposed to what I actually wanted to talk about.

I began using my blog (Family Friendly Daddy Blog) as a SEO platform to implant Amazon links; which generate commission for me when readers click on them.

My work as a blogger led to me becoming the official daddy blogger of Parents Magazine. During those 4 years, I was sent new vehicles to “review” each week, which included a full tank of gas. (This was officially ironic because we have never actually owned a new vehicle.)

I used my accidental knowledge of SEO to become an independent contractor for other businesses, in addition to my full-time job.

All of these side hustles generated hundreds of dollars each month; which ultimately went towards paying the principle of our mortgage. Admittedly, I still generate passive income from my YouTube channels and Amazon links, though it is much less than it was back in the years I needed it so badly.

So yes, certainly Effort has been important; going back to Malcom Gladwell’s 6 Unexpected Outliers to Success.

Something possibly surprising about this journey, from the very beginning, we have been committed to tithing and charitable giving: Even during our lowest financial point.

This is consistently taught throughout the Bible, as well as being continually endorsed by Dave Ramsey and Robert Kiyosaki, author of Rich Dad, Poor Dad.

As for the future, we shall continue our lifestyle of keeping a low overhead. The income that used to go to our mortgage will now being going towards investments and savings.

I also recognize that when you overcome a major obstacle, it requires you to recalibrate your process; as a new obstacle will present itself to replace the last one.

Without the constant burden of “must pay off mortgage” hanging over my life, what will I do with that space in my brain?

I refuse to see “work” as a negative thing that I am suppose to graduate from. I find ways to make the challenge of work exciting and rewarding. Work means that I continue to create and contribute; whether or not it means I am an employee of a company.

The thought of retirement is not exciting to me. I’m convinced that I’m that guy who if I stopped “working”, I would die a few months later.

Keep working. Keep creating. Keep living.

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Jack: Your New Phone Cover

13 years, 2 months.

Dear Jack,

Exactly a month ago on Christmas Day, I was able to talk you into not going through the annoying/dramatic/stressful ordeal of returning your “not pink” cell phone through the mail and exchanging it for the “off white” one we actually ordered for you.

Now that I have completed writing my book (to be published and released later this year), I can finally appreciate and understand that I am the epitome of an Enneagram 9 Wing 8:

I am a natural negotiator.

And using my negotiation skills on Christmas Day, my “compromise” in the exchange was to agree to buy you whichever cell phone cover you wanted.

By Christmas afternoon, you had made peace with your “not pink” phone, on your own.

But by that point, we had already ordered you the fuzzy green monster of a cell phone cover you wanted.

So… double win?

Love,

Daddy

Songs I Wrote in 2023: “St. Doubting Thomas” – 6th of 13

As I mentioned earlier in this series, one of the reoccurring themes in the songs I write is where I am sorting the doubts of my faith.

I wish I could move past the thoughts I address in this song. Maybe one day I can, though I already know that in the end, it’s a matter of me accepting that I am not in control and there is no way to prove it either way while I am still alive.

In the end, I suppose there is ultimately a 50/50 chance of being right about my Christian faith. Despite the odds, despite my obsession with unpacking concepts through logic, I am choosing to believe:

I don’t know how to feel – I don’t know what to do with this – Will I be thrown in the sea with a millstone around my neck? I believe I have enough doubt for a Baptist preacher to leave the faith – Will I be thrown in the sea? Like Jonah, am I the problem? Is this how I touch the scars of Your hands and thrust my fingers in Your side? What’s it like to just not question things when a lack of logic is what I find? I’m St. Doubting Thomas – I’m hanging on, Lord – I promise – If I were God, which I’m not, would I make people in my own image, then set them up to fail with The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil? In a spiritual sense, you could say I’ve got daddy issues – I feel like an abandoned child held over the flames of hell like a toasting marshmallow – I find this narrative odd – Is it the Wizard of Oz back there? It’s a cryptic riddle – We’re all trapped in the middle – Should I put reason to rest and pretend?

Songs I Wrote in 2023: “Password Paranoia!” – 1st of 13

Perhaps I am accidentally becoming the official poet laureate of your social media circle, if you’re reading this now.

Something multiple people have told me this year is this: “Your songs seem a lot like poems, actually.”

I have been writing a minimum of a dozen songs each year, ever since 2020. I realize now that it has become, and still is, my way of providing therapy for myself, as I openly admit I am exploring my way through my midlife crisis/existential crisis.

There is undeniably something consistent in my ability to extract my subconscious thoughts, concerns, and fascinations when I make the effort and take the time to write a new song.

By composing chord progressions, curating melodies, and writing down lyrics, I discover what is needing to be revealed from the inside. Sometimes it’s simply a nuance or trend I am noticing about culture. Other times, I learn a fundamental aspect about how I perceive the world, that I could not have otherwise known.

As I close out 2023, I feel it is important for me to analyze the meaning and inspiration behind each song I have written this year.

The first is “Password Paranoia!”. After I wrote this song, I realized this is a universally relevant concept right now. As a society, we indeed have a collective anxiety about feeling locked out of our own lives, thanks to modern technology.

A common theme in so many of my songs from these past several years is my honesty about having doubts in my faith but choosing to talk through them and ask difficult, uncomfortable questions. Even in this somewhat lighthearted song, I still make a reference to my back room fear that I am still not capable of knowing God.

Stay tuned, as I will be posting my remaining 12 songs throughout December 2023.

As for now, here are the lyrics to “Password Paranoia!”:

I read the book – I saw the movie – Binge-watched every episode of the series – I took notes, then from them I wrote a great dissertation – I’m standing in line at the gates of Heaven – Can’t figure this out on my phone as I’m trying to get in – Downloaded the app but still I find myself in this awkward situation – Am I logged in to a different account? I can’t figure it out – This CAPTCHA’s confusing me now – Am I human enough? Artificial intelligence is the judge – Did I get this far to mess it up? What’s my login? What’s my password? What’s my identity anymore? Where’s my way in? What’s this all for? I wish the search for security didn’t make me feel so insecure of my own existence – Can you blame me? I’ve got password paranoia! Can I cash in these points? I did enough to earn them – Turned in my receipts, logged it in to the Excel spreadsheet – Linked it to all my social media accounts – Am I still missing something? Can I cancel my subscription? This process is cryptic – Will you accept my resignation? It should be simple – Why does it feel I’m locked out? Like I’m not allowed into my own life