Are We There Yet?
Friday was my last day as a regular employee at my job. I’ve been there 28 years. Prior to that, I worked at a company for 15 years. Those were the only two jobs I ever had. I’ve been working since I was 18 years old, and now -- I’m not. They call it "retirement," but it feels more like I am being laid-off with benefits. Those benefits include health care, and a small lump-sum of money that is just enough to make me feel like I would have been better-off staying. You get the point. It’s a strange feeling. I have taken extended vacation time, but I always knew I was coming back to work. This time, the extended vacation is permanent. I guess I should feel better about it, but I’m a firm believer that we shouldn’t tell people how to feel, and well - I don’t feel great about it. I’ll turn 62 in October, and I don’t have enough money saved to put my feet up and relax. I feel like it’s too early to file for Social Security, and my pension isn’t enoug...