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Along those lines, when I was working I was quite certain that given a period of time with nothing to do, that I'd go batty in short order.
My company demonstrated poor judgement in giving me a 3 month paid sabbatical after my first seven years of employment. I had never taken more than 2 weeks off from working since I was 14. And I only took two weeks once.
A month into it, I was firmly reminded of school summer vacations. Timewise, I turned into a human entropy machine. I started grinding my coffee beans every morning. I spent 2 hours sitting on the lawn with a beer pulling weeds instead of telling the lawn man to spray it the next time he came by. Four hours in a lawn chair at the lake with my feel in the water and a book in my hand. Whoops, the day is gone. Cant wait until tomorrow.
My next year at work, I never really got into it. The politics, the tomfoolery, the stress and wasted motion. It all seemed foolish to me.
The decision was tough, but I figured "I can always go back to work...".
A place where everyone is early retired and lots of things to do are organized...sort of a Sun City for a wide variety of ages? Summer camp for the able bodied and underemployed? I might consider moving to such a place, but I'd bet you'd only need a couple of them. Set them up in inexpensive areas, set up systems to reduce costs through mass influence and purchasing, pooled investment research and advice...perhaps even pooled investing to reduce risks?
Possibly more fun than we should be allowed to have...
My company demonstrated poor judgement in giving me a 3 month paid sabbatical after my first seven years of employment. I had never taken more than 2 weeks off from working since I was 14. And I only took two weeks once.
A month into it, I was firmly reminded of school summer vacations. Timewise, I turned into a human entropy machine. I started grinding my coffee beans every morning. I spent 2 hours sitting on the lawn with a beer pulling weeds instead of telling the lawn man to spray it the next time he came by. Four hours in a lawn chair at the lake with my feel in the water and a book in my hand. Whoops, the day is gone. Cant wait until tomorrow.
My next year at work, I never really got into it. The politics, the tomfoolery, the stress and wasted motion. It all seemed foolish to me.
The decision was tough, but I figured "I can always go back to work...".
A place where everyone is early retired and lots of things to do are organized...sort of a Sun City for a wide variety of ages? Summer camp for the able bodied and underemployed? I might consider moving to such a place, but I'd bet you'd only need a couple of them. Set them up in inexpensive areas, set up systems to reduce costs through mass influence and purchasing, pooled investment research and advice...perhaps even pooled investing to reduce risks?
Possibly more fun than we should be allowed to have...