On Sunday, I received a text message inviting me to another retirement luncheon on Wednesday and it almost feels like I am back at work because over the years I’ve been to a ton of retirement and farewell luncheons at least once a month, in fact, too many to count.
I was 25 years old when on my first month of working for the Army like 5 people retired pretty much all of the same time. These were some dedicated workers that had been ready for retirement but Regan had implemented a hiring freeze but once the hiring freeze had been lifted, they practically hired every young person walking through the door that could pass the federal test including me.
The picture that you see above was taken yesterday and I was at the bottom of a steep gully looking up. At 25 years old, when my older coworkers were talking about retirement in 30 years, it was like me looking at the hill that I needed to climb.
I have been retired almost a year next month and I feel rejuvenated and refreshed!
People keep asking me what do I do with my time which I think is a silly question because it’s like asking a person what do you do on Saturdays and Sundays.
My friend, she struggled with her decision to retire and she’s a couple of years older than I and she started working when she 18 years old. However, for me, I saw my parents retire in their mid-50’s and they never looked back.
Mom and dad had no special hobbies that took up their time 8 hours a day, 5 times a week. After my youngest brother graduated from high school my mom did get a job with the state of California but once my dad retired, she almost immediately retired.
One of the best things that I did going into retirement is to have NO bills except for housing. No car note, no credit card or loan bills – no bills.
Anyways, I wrote this post because the picture reminded how I felt about retirement when I first started my career journey.