Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:That is the reason I do not work. My kids are in college and I am at home. I hated working. Hated, hated, hated getting up in the morning. Heck, even in college I never took morning classes. I wanted to work because I thought working would be glamorous, fulfilling, life changing and interesting. Instead, it is like slow death. Each day you go to office to live your life under someone else's thumb. My DH works because he finds fulfillment at work. I have no issues. Biologically, societally, emotionally, physically, financially, I am ok not working.
This post is kind of jaw dropping to me.
To me too.
Me too. I feel sorry for that poster. To have never found a career that might actually satisfy a lot of what they complain about. I work in healthcare and find it enormously satisfying. Hard, physical, emotional work - but very satisfying. I love what I do and am interested and ready just about every day I go in to work. The 'glamorous' part is funny - what does that even mean to the person?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:That is the reason I do not work. My kids are in college and I am at home. I hated working. Hated, hated, hated getting up in the morning. Heck, even in college I never took morning classes. I wanted to work because I thought working would be glamorous, fulfilling, life changing and interesting. Instead, it is like slow death. Each day you go to office to live your life under someone else's thumb. My DH works because he finds fulfillment at work. I have no issues. Biologically, societally, emotionally, physically, financially, I am ok not working.
This post is kind of jaw dropping to me.
To me too.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:That is the reason I do not work. My kids are in college and I am at home. I hated working. Hated, hated, hated getting up in the morning. Heck, even in college I never took morning classes. I wanted to work because I thought working would be glamorous, fulfilling, life changing and interesting. Instead, it is like slow death. Each day you go to office to live your life under someone else's thumb. My DH works because he finds fulfillment at work. I have no issues. Biologically, societally, emotionally, physically, financially, I am ok not working.
This post is kind of jaw dropping to me.
Anonymous wrote:The beginning of any new job is exhausting. You’ll get into a routine at work and it will get better OP.
Anonymous wrote:That is the reason I do not work. My kids are in college and I am at home. I hated working. Hated, hated, hated getting up in the morning. Heck, even in college I never took morning classes. I wanted to work because I thought working would be glamorous, fulfilling, life changing and interesting. Instead, it is like slow death. Each day you go to office to live your life under someone else's thumb. My DH works because he finds fulfillment at work. I have no issues. Biologically, societally, emotionally, physically, financially, I am ok not working.
Anonymous wrote:Went back to work in my early 40s and was tired for over a year. Maybe 18 months. Was laid off due to covid and went back only part time. Took a significant financial hit but qualify of life is better.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:How old are your kids?
Kindergarten. I have one kid, a dog and a husband and am tired! I can't imagine some of the families who have 3 kids, 2 dogs, a cat, and a lizard. Maybe part of it is my introversion. I need to be alone!
Anonymous wrote:How old are your kids?
Anonymous wrote:Work is hard OP.
Anonymous wrote:Are you eating decently, taking a vitamin, drinking enough water? I think it gets easier as you develop routines and get on autopilot. But definitely try to simplify at home—takeout, etc—and try to set aside time for exercise or something energizing.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Never. Once they are older you will be middle aged.
This. Can you quit ?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:That is the reason I do not work. My kids are in college and I am at home. I hated working. Hated, hated, hated getting up in the morning. Heck, even in college I never took morning classes. I wanted to work because I thought working would be glamorous, fulfilling, life changing and interesting. Instead, it is like slow death. Each day you go to office to live your life under someone else's thumb. My DH works because he finds fulfillment at work. I have no issues. Biologically, societally, emotionally, physically, financially, I am ok not working.
I guess you're very fortunate that not everyone feels the way you do. Otherwise, no one would work.