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Originally Posted by Chocaholic
At 64, close to retirement, kids off living their lives, I find I'm spending too much of my plentiful time lamenting where I've come to in life. Always made a good buck, but that's essentially it. No unique skills, talent, athletics, hobbies. Gave up on golf (too damned frustrating) no local friends (we recently moved out of state), work is unrewarding and no real plans or enthusiasm for post-retirement life. May ride the motorcycle a bit once the blast-furnace subsides, but enthusiasm for that has also waned considerably.
A shame really. Retirement is what we look forward to. Now that it's imminent, despite still being relatively healthy, I'm dreading it. Honestly, not looking forward to these last 20 years waiting for the clock to turn. Good to know I'm not alone anyway. Bunch of grouchy old men, we are.
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This is 100% completely normal, except that you are sharp enough to see it coming. It took me 5 solid years, or 1,825 days, to not wake up ecstatic that I don’t have to go to work, or get dressed, or be nice to anybody. It’s been 12 years now and I’ve begun to voluntarily be nice to people. That in itself has become a hobby.