Now that I’m retired, I’ve been sharing time, and stories, with my fellow retirees. I can tell you one thing in common between us. We are all much happier than we were during the days of our productive employment, even if we were working on one of those lofty, feel-good, society-serving, professional pathways. Things are much better now.
Simply put, we have a lot less crap to deal with.
And the people we used to work with often stymied our ability to live up to our maximum potential, or to serve our target population to that full potential.
We fought the good-fight, but we didn’t often win.
And now that I’m retired, I keep seeing a billion articles about retirement and what resources you need to retire plastered all over the Internet. I’m seeing these as a result of targeted ads, I’m sure, but if you stop and read any of these posts the common wisdom you can derive is that neither I, nor any of my retired friends, could possibly afford being out of the workforce.
We all must be starving to death.