Today is the 10th anniversary of my last day of w*rk.
It's been a pretty gosh darn good 10 years. Both kids through college and (after each working a few years) finishing up grad school (JD and PhD).
We've had our fish pond for more than 8 years, and we were thrilled to find out this morning while I was doing the end-of-summer cleaning that our large family of frogs is expanding - I found two clusters of egg sacs with teeny weeny tadpoles inside.
We've had our RV almost 8 years and have spent more than 250 nights in it. Today I made reservations for our first beach trip in several years next week - let's hope the Gulf of Mexico weather behaves!
DH (who retired on disability a few years before me) is still relatively independent and generally healthy other than his MS, which is a pleasant and somewhat unexpected state of affairs.
We've had our adorable little dog for just over 5 years and he brings us joy every day.
I tried some consulting early on and decided that wasn't for me. So I've stayed busy with lots of volunteer activities (including, of course, helping out around here). I've found that my skills and talents from my 31+ year career have translated well to volunteer leadership roles. And I re-learned knitting for our church's prayer shawl ministry - have made close to 100 shawls.
So today I wrote a report for one volunteer gig, cleaned the fish pond, did a few errands, and put a bottle of champagne in the fridge to celebrate tonight! (Insert the glass of wine emoji that we don't have available here!)
Thanks to all the wonderful people here who convinced me that I was ready to ER - you pushed me over the edge and I am forever grateful.