I'm very, very fortunate...
I work for a German owned multi national in a small team that looks at new business opportunities, new technologies and small acquisition targets.
That is a lot of fun and very stimulating. They are very keen to keep me on, perhaps because I have knowledge, experience but have no career ambitions, so am no threat to the egos of the up and coming young turks. A bit like Grandad...
I work from home, 4 days a week and will reduce to 3 days from 1st Jan. The days I work are totally under my control. So I can work a full week when needed, then take the "not working days" off when it amuses me. Some days I check mail, take the occasional phone call whilst working in the garden or out for a walk.
Working from home means no commuting, no office politics. The down side is there is no clear separation between work and not work. As an example today I started by checking my mail and responding at 7am, then breakfast, a bit of TM time and I'll pick up dealing with a couple of projects. Whilst I'm doing the project planning I'll take out time to make bread, but when I'm kneading the dough I'll be thinking about one of the projects.
So, have I already partially retired? One could argue so.
Do I ever need to really retire?
I can certainly afford to do so, but working 60% keeps our standard of living high, allows me to buy toys and generally behave like a 65 year old spoilt kid.
Is this having cake and eating it?
So next year I'm planning to spend 1 day a week volunteering at a local museum: they have already said they will take me.
One thing neither of us want to do is travel outside the UK. I've done enough and to be honest the world is becoming much the same. Ethiopia in the 1970s was different, as was Eastern Germany and Russia before the Wall Came Down. Recent trips to Moscow and Dresden showed the differences have dissolved. Same shops, cars, food...
So, perhaps my quandary is easy to understand.
Anyway, off to India tomorrow, thanks to the wonders of the "interweb" I'll take TM along for the ride. The first time I went in 1994 there was no reliable phone system, no internet, no mobile phones. Just an occasional fax....
So, end of the introspection and on with the day!