For me, retirement isn't about capitulation. It's about telling the world to fuck off and getting away from the assholes that I have had to deal with to make a living.

No clients, no meetings, no email, no phone calls, no bosses, co-workers or employees, no drama.
This.
3 months in.
Get up in the morning when I'm done sleeping, not when an alarm goes off.
Eat a leisurely breakfast instead of grabbing a bagel. Or go to the local breakfast establishment if I don't feel like cooking.
Being able to work on projects around the house whenever I want and not having to wait for the weekend and hope the weather cooperates.
Not having to deal with the woke drama at work and having to bite your tongue when the company insurance is paying for the kid to trans because he now thinks he's a girl and at the same time saying it's not in the budget when you ask for a new office chair.
Window dressing safety programs that look good on paper but are of no real benefit. Like the Stop Cards we had to fill out monthly. They finally asked me why my Stop Card had a number 8 in a circle in the upper corner. Well, that's how many months in a row I have wrote a Stop Card for the same issue that hasn't been addressed. It told me they were just counting the cards submitted for their stats and weren't actually reading them.
And when there was no corresponding reduction in the accident rate, instead of scrapping the Stop Cards, they made submitting one a weekly thing instead of monthly. Pencil whipping commenced and made the program 4 times as useless as it started out as.
Finally, a year or so later the Stop Cards went away. Upper management saw no value in continuing a program that had no effect on actually safety on the floor.
Or during Covid when they suspended the weekly safety meetings for over a year. No change in the accident rate but reinstated them afterwards.
So, like the BTO song "Takin' Care of Business", I love to work at nothing all day.
And when the wife asks me, "What are you going to do today?" And I say, "nothing". She says, "that's what you did yesterday." And I say, "I wasn't finished".
In reality, I have a "Honey Do" list, and enough back burner gun projects to keep me busy.
Oh, and being able to go to the gun club on a week day when there is no crowd.
