Do you remember that Beatles song? It might be one of my favorites. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVVvpW_5vgw
I have forgotten how to post a youtube, and I do not have time to figure it out now. But please go listen to that beautiful song of my youth, when I believed in forever love and men who would whisper undying love in your very own ear.
Here’s my secret:
On Tuesday I made my decision to retire in December.
I will still need to work after I retire, but perhaps I could find something to do that doesn’t kill my soul and make me lose my hair. And if I can’t find a job that I can stand, I will learn to live poor.
I would rather be poor in material things and have my health and my happiness than ever live like this again.
My daughter (the responsible, “good” one) was ecstatic when she heard this. She said that if I should have to live on my retirement income I would be OK. She said “I hope you don’t take offense at this, but you are good at being poor.” True dat. It’s been a long time, but I can learn again.