Back again after a bit of a break. I’ve just been doing the usual stuff, busy with family, friends and the dreaded work.
Over the last few weeks I’ve bumped into quite a few people who have ‘retired’ early. I wouldn’t really say that they have retired – they’ve just walked away from the myth that wage slavery is the be all and end all of everything. They’re still doing things, not sitting in front of the TV all day.
It’s no secret that I don’t enjoy my job. I’m only doing it to pay for the girls to get through university and as time goes on it becomes more deadening. I want to get out, but I want to make sure that I will have enough to live on.
All those who have left work successfully have planned it. I’ve had a bit of a topsy turvey life with career and family. Nothing has quite gone to plan, and when I reached some of the goals I set myself, I realised I didn’t actually want them after all – they were things I thought I ‘should’ do or they were somebody else’s goals for me.
So I’m not sure about how to start planning escape. There’s no way I’m going to be able to work until I’m 67. The men in white coats will have taken me away by then. I guess it’s time to make a start…
Have you got a plan for finishing work? What was your first step?
Until next time, Tawney x