Guess what? The end is near.

That’s right, I’m about to cross over to the other side. Soon, I will be turning in my badge and leaving the grind of the 9 to 5 behind.

Yippee 👊 My life can finally begin 🌈

By that I mean I can concentrate on enjoying the things dearest to my heart. One of the biggest being to focus on my dream of being a full time author.

I have been writing all my life, but working hard and raising my family has deserved my full attention. Writing has only been granted “hobby” status, until recently.

Somebody asked me just last week if I was afraid.

“Afraid of what?”

“Of facing your mortality. Once you’re retired you are going to have to face that.”

Ah, okay. So if I keep working until I’m 90, like a congressman or something, I’ll not have those worries?

Sorry, Cindy. I’ve worked my ass off and saved up money all these years, so I could live the last third of my life on my terms. Not to finish myself off on the job.

Thanks for the concern.

The fact is, I have a giant bucket list! I’m going to be far to busy for the next 30 years to be concerned with boredom or death. Although both topics have been points of concern while working. So bored with it I wanted to slit my wrists (jk). 😈

My advice to anyone worried about leaving the work force someday….

Discover the real you, make a list of interests, get a hobby. If you have always wanted to play the guitar, write a book, or be an artist — start learning how.

Retirement does not mean leaving life. It means getting started with new adventures and living some dreams. Or just doing whatever the hell you please.

Perhaps this is a death of a kind, the end of falling in line and marching to the beat of someone else’s drum. Some people are fortunate, or more courageous, and break away to achieve their dreams much earlier. Others remain in the institution until the end of their days.

No matter your situation or preference, I leave you with this:

It is never too late to be what you might have been.




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