…and back to 9! That’s how many day’s I’m planning to work. After that it’s early retirement for this kid! It’s not official-official but it is close enough that I’m willing to post it here for all to read.
If all the T’s are crossed and the I’s are dotted correctly my last day of work will be April 5th. Bye-bye comfy paycheck.
I’ve been back and forth on this issue for over a month now. Finally, after investing several meditation hours on the subject, I’ve come to make this decision. Thus far in my new life it’s been easy to talk about making health my number one priority. This is the first major decision where I am taking action on it in a big way. It’s scary. It’s nerve wracking. It’s exciting. And most importantly, it brings a smile to my face and a warm sensation in my chest- things that have been missing for while now.
I broke the news to our close friends last night at SW’s 40th birthday party. Still lacking 100% confidence in my decision, I was relived at the reactions of my close friends. Nearly each one expressed their support. It was to the point that they were almost encouraging me to go, as if I had not already made my decision. All I have to say is, thank you friends for supporting me! I need this support now as much as I did 10 months ago.
Not that I was expecting this, but I was happy to not get any, “What are you going to do with your time?” reactions. (Teachers were wrong when they said, “There is no such thing as a dumb question.”) I’ve had this spat back in my face from a few individuals. But not my companions that have been alongside this roller coaster, they know better.
The “what” is a no-brainer. I’m going to put every ounce of energy towards fighting off a disease that is constantly trying to invade parts of my body.