I've been reading on several other blogs lately about Retirement.
And I know in my heart that I will never - N E V E R - be able to retire from working.
The closer I get to that age (and I'm very close) the more I despise working in the corporate atmosphere. I don't want it to be all about the money. I want to enjoy what I do! I mean really, don't we all?
Hehehe. Yeah. I hear ya. The cost of medical bills alone is enough to keep me working to the grave.
But still I dream, and yearn for the retirement that would allow some (minor) travel, and a home of my own, and time to devote to volunteering and writing and all those other things that ... well, are in reality never gonna happen.
And so, the hideous green toothed, wretched-hearted beast is clawing its way through my psyche again.