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Thinks s/he gets paid by the post
Johnny Nash (song): I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW...
Amen!One thing I'd never considered while working, but occurred to me some months after I'd left, is that when you ER (or R, for that matter I suppose), you get your thoughts back. This is related to the "freedom" thing.
While still working, it's amazing to think about how much of your day is given to thoughts related to work: you do it in the morning when you have your coffee and breakfast (and maybe answering work email that accumulated overnight), you do it in the shower getting ready, you hop in the car and do it during your commute. Then you land at your place of work, and you really do it... including lunch sometimes. Do it during travel for work trips, and so on. Some people even do it while they're sleeping . I remember one beautiful early summer weekend while still employed, I was outside doing yardwork and I realized "hey! It's Saturday and sunny! Why are you thinking about that work stuff?".
The Beatles expressed it well in the bridge to the song "A Day In The Life", the part that begins "Woke up, fell out of bed..."
Anyway, after a while, you find all this space in your mind reappearing once all the work things begin to leave. Then you have your thoughts back, and you can focus on all the other great things (family/friends, travel, favorite projects/hobbies, etc) that people have mentioned and that ER clears the way for.
There's a famous Zen koan that says it another way:
Your teacup is full (Empty your cup) | Bengt's Notes
Another guy at work and I were discussing this very issue. We work at a government site as employees of a contractor and the feds are raising the qualifications and lowering the pay (by almost 50%!) in July so I and a bunch of others are leaving.
Bill is the guy who told me the story of how in his first week on the road as a police officer he got a call for a car idling for a couple of hours in a residential neighborhood. Looking in the window he found a man in his mid-60's, dead, with his face planted in his retirement cake. So the lesson that Tomorrow Is Not A Given was made early on.
The range of reactions to this pay cut is fascinating to watch. Some are rolling with it (this job is their only source of income) and others, like me and Bill, and many others, are in a position to say "Well, it was a good gig while it lasted but losing it is not a big deal".
But the few who are living paycheck-to-paycheck and deep in debt are suddenly highly stressed. Some thought the party would never end and these people are angry, depressed, and worried.
So glad I'm not one of them.
When he died dancing at a wedding at 92...
My first thought was "that's how I'd like to go" - then I realized what a real bummer for his dance partner - not to mention for the bride and groom.
Thanks for that!Nords posted a great essay http://www.early-retirement.org/forums/f30/the-fog-of-work-42328.html
Can't say I was free from the fog of work after I did my get a life tree, but I can say that work looked much more toxic afterwards. That book should be required reading for anyone on the fence.There's time to read an entire Ernie Zelinski book and finish his "Get-A-Life Tree"....Free of the fog of work, many of us would return to the office after a sabbatical and think "What a bunch of toxic crap."
Life, health and freedom (and a big plus for financial freedom)
Amen!freedom from work-related pressure and stress ... freedom from people I don't respect telling me to do things I'm not interested in.
A pleasant stroll can indeed be delightful. But when you're out for exercise, try to keep the pace up or you won't realize any significant cardio benefit!I was walking for exercise the other day ... briskly walking along, head down, bent on getting in a good walk when it suddenly occurred to me WHY am I rushing so?? I slowed down a bit and looked around and had a truly sobering moment that YES this is why I retired...to ENJOY my free time, not have to worry about being somewhere, and how nice it was to just be outside in the afternoon on a sunny brisk Spring day.
I have always been my own man but I cherish the fact that I am no longer accountable to someone else by those actions.I cherish that freedom!
Freedom from the annual United Way campaign and the associated coercion, harassment, public shaming and other forms of pressure to "voluntarily" pledge what some idiot has unilaterally decided would be my "fair share" to that middleman pseudo-charity.