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<p>If only it was this simple. I live in a million people city (give or take) in fly-over country and it’s not like we’re busting at the seams with tech companies expanding and the like. Besides, once you have children, a mortgage, and related financial sinks, and two incomes, it’s not quite this easy to relocate. To top this, once you reach the point of having a really nice house, there is absolutely ZERO to be gained financially by relocating to a more job-friendly part of the country. I’ve talked to a couple of companies and figure I’d need twice my salary to live in the Bay area, plus twice the wife’s salary to be able to afford a similar house, private lessons, and the like.</p>
<p>Put another way, it’s not worth for me to pay $3k for a townhouse per month so I can see Google across the street. Not if I don’t have to due to some catastrophe at least. I visit once a year for business, chill out with my coworkers at our Silicon Valley ‘innovation center’ (LOL), and so on. A coworker who does live across Google in said $3k/month townhouse has changed 4 jobs in 5 years, which is nice if you’re 30-35, but not quite the thing to do with college tuitions and the like breathing on your neck.</p>
<p>So, what’s Turbo to do?</p>
<p>Simple. Find a niche, stick to it, find a manager you like, stick to him/her like the creature from the Alien movie series, and go from there. So far I’m on year 15 with the same guy. Scary. At year 15 I can get away with lots of things (working very flexible hours at work being the primary one, and picking assignments and travel the other). Money is decent, and assuming the guy does not have a piano fall on him or some such I’m good. </p>
<p>But, situations like these are exceedingly rare. Like finding a good mother-in-law. </p>
<p>On the other side of the ring is Mrs. T. She must have worked for every loser manager there ever was in IT, and then some. Textbooks would be written for business schools with the mishaps and idiocy she has encountered. But hey, if she has hubby steadily working, she can play the game. And did she ever. She’s now on job, ummm, 7 or 8 in 24-25 years, excluding two stints of a decade each. She found an awesome job with an awesome manager, decent money, and no office politics (the bane of her previous 24 years. Hard to play office politics when everyone works from home :)). </p>
<p>Neither of us is a spring chicken, but we figure at 53 we have another dozen years to go. We’re both preparing for a jump to the Washington DC area in 3 years once DD2 flies off the nest. Instead of watching her favorite shows on TV (Lifetime Movie Network, eek) she attends online classes for additional certifications in her line of work (business analytics) and I’m coding cloud applications like there’s no tomorrow.</p>