One year ago tomorrow I quit my job as Public Relations and Marketing Director of a fine arts center. I wasn't old enough to retire. I didn't start collecting a pension or Social Security. I wasn't old enough to tap my retirement fund. My job was neither hard nor horrible and in many ways it… Continue reading Retirement: My One Year Anniversary
Everyone who had retired before me said it would take a year to get settled. I now know what they meant I left my job 10 months ago. I wasn't old enough to retire. It took some planning. Several years of planning in fact. But I finally quit my job. When I left my job… Continue reading Early Retirement: Ten Months In
"What do you do with all of your free time?!" People ask me that question and I find it difficult to explain that having too much free time is not, has never been, a problem for me. In fact, I'd still be glad to tack on a couple of hours to the end of each day. I… Continue reading One Month Without a Job and Loving All That Free Time!
Time. I find myself with an abundance of it. Two weeks ago, I worked my final day at my full time job. For the next few days I caught myself glancing at the clock, just as I did when I was working full time and there was never enough time. Hours used to be so precious that I worried about how… Continue reading Changing Times
With a new refrigerator sitting empty in the kitchen (the result of my old refrigerator having had the nerve to die the very week I was leaving my job) my daughter and I made a trip to the grocery store. I had intentionally waited to grocery shop with Amy instead of shopping with my husband on Saturday.… Continue reading I’m Not Going to Work Today: Getting Used to the Idea
Yesterday, I worked my last day. I'm not sure my brain realizes that yet. I didn't feel like I'd quit my job. I felt like... Friday. Just Friday. I expected to feel an array of emotions and feelings on my last day. Most of all, I thought that when the big day came I would feel relieved and excited. What I… Continue reading Endings: My Last Day on the Job.
Three down and one to go. That's how many weeks notice I gave my employer last month when I quit my job. I'm happy to finally be feeling like my time at work is coming to an end. No, not happy. Ecstatic. The air feels lighter. I feel lighter. There is a light at the end… Continue reading Quitting My Job: The Light At The End Of The Tunnel
I was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease in 2009. For six years, only a few of my family and friends have known that. It's one of the reasons I have now elected to quit my job but it isn't the sole reason, or even the main reason. My disease progression is slow and I am able to… Continue reading Living with Parkinson’s Disease Part 7