You were too young to retire but old enough to be dreaming about it and the light at the end of the tunnel was visible although still faint? That is where I am. This time of year my dreaming is really, really bad. It was 0 this morning in southeastern Michigan. I am 53 and dreaming about retiring. If I whine, my financial adviser tells me to stop whining and get back to work.
I am a long time lurker and first time poster. I want to move to the Villages so badly, I can taste it. I feel like I know so many of you without ever having met you. Crazy, I know.
I would adore living in the Villages. I am a single woman who is creative, funny and very outgoing. I have known about the Villages for about 4 years and even got to briefly visit last spring for an afternoon. Oh, how I loved what little I saw of it.
The funny thing is that I can work from anywhere (fix broken custom computer programs). All I need is a highspeed internet connection and my laptop. So why don't I just move on down? One word. Mom. I am an only child with two siblings and the only one working full time also. Mom is allergic to change and at 85, I think it would be cruel and selfish of me to move her away from her friends just to satisfy my own desires. And I would have to move her, I am her binky. So for now, I am stuck and very envious of you all. But from the bottom on my heart, some day, I am going to be living in the Villages. It is just a matter of time. You have been warned.
Gail in Freezing Southeastern Michigan