They say if you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan!

My husband's plan was to work until he was maybe 70, then get a part-time janitor job or something, maybe 20-25 hours a week. (He worked on farms all his life, so he thought a 40-hour week was part-time!) He had to retire on disabililty at 59 and, being a dude, there are times that he STILL thinks he should be working.

MY plan was to work until I was 65 (as Postmaster), then either go part-time as a window clerk or relief clerk, or see if I could take maybe 4-6 weeks of leave without pay each year. My back-up plan was to work part-time at the country store. I had to retire on disability at 58, and the store closed. I wouldn't be reliable enough to be on the work schedule anyway.

I'm not particularly whining here, just ruminating over how seldom things work out just the way we naive humans expect them to! Silly humans, we think we get to choose!