posted on Sep, 23 2011 @ 11:34 AM
I retired early after working many years in various people-helping jobs (welfare / food stamps case manager, immigration, administrator for a grant
program for those with MR / Autism). I loved helping people but there is not enough money, or enough of me, to truly make an impact. The
overwhelming need of the downtrodden, and their need to have somebody who actually gives a damn, literally fried my brain and broke my heart.
So now I live in the middle of nowhere, keeping house and being a good wifey to my wonderful husband, who also retired early after a long career as an
IT administrator. He now spends his days day-trading the stock market and pulling his hair out in frustration on a regular basis.
We sit out on our porch in the evenings and look onto the long, flat horizon and think gratefully that we made it out of the rat race alive. Our kids
are grown and successful. Nothing has fallen on our house from space yet. We are blessed