Interesting. I'd been laid off of a couple of jobs (and had been self-employed as an artist full time, years ago) so I knew what it was like to not have the structure of work - and I LOVE it. For some people it might not work. I am very comfortable with my life - except there doesn't seem to be enough time. Amazing.
This year I'm traveling a lot to make up for the past couple of years where I was ill a lot (and was much more ill when I worked). It's a crazy year but I'm loving it.
I do think it helped that my last manager seemed to not appreciate me, and I was losing my mind at work - and that I knew I had other things, many other things, that I wanted to do while I still had some energy. The stress was killing me.
What I'm finding as I approach 65 (OMG!) is that I feel there's a finite amount of time left when I'll have some energy, and a lot to do in that time. Next year, 2014, I will probably travel a bit less and get some art done. It's all a balancing act. But I regret nothing - except having had to work until 62 to save enough to retire.
Moi, je ne regret rien!