I retired well before my target goal because I suddenly became too disabled to do my job in my 30s.
That said, my goal was to retire by 50, and DH's is to retire at 60 and he's a decade older, so we were aligned to retire together. Even though I made a lot more money, we have always lived on his income and he has a government pension that once he turns 60 could readily cover our general expenses.
However, if we were to divorce or anything were to happen to him, I would be screwed. So I'm not comfortable with that situation.
I also want to work. Even though I had intended to retire in by 50, that was only because my career was so physically demanding. I already had a lineup of projects I wanted to work on in retirement.
I spent a few years decompressing, getting very unpleasant, very expensive treatments. In that time I lost my ability to walk to a totally separate health problem and had to have my femur broken and rotated. I'm just waiting for that to fully recover so that I can break the other leg.
Once I found out that I needed several years of major orthopedic surgery, I figured I needed something to keep me busy while being largely incapacitated for a few years, so I went back to school for another graduate degree.
That degree will allow me to go back to work very, very part time, but very well paid, working with people with serious health issues and chronic pain, which is similar to the work I did before, but this time it won't be physically demanding.
I'm the meantime, I found out about the surgery during the pandemic in Canada, so it was over a year wait between when I signed my consent and when I actually got the first 2 of 6 surgeries.
In that year I knew I wanted to engage in some epic adventuring. I was sick of feeling like my city condo was a prison. Granted, I was on crutches and pretty disabled, but I'm quite feisty. So I bought an investment property about 11 hours away that needed some work, which I mostly did myself, and impulse bought a little 110 year old cabin in a fishing village on a remote island and fixed that one up mostly myself as well. DH is hopeless at DIY, he's absolutely not allowed to touch power tools. He just looks pretty and carries heavy things when needed.
We spent half the year exploring new and exciting places we had never been, seeing some of the most exquisite views and nature imaginable. We went back this past summer after my leg healed enough to *kind of* manage stairs, and really entrenched ourselves in the local community, making truly wonderful friendships.
I've been retired for almost 4 years, by nearly 5 years I'll be graduated and taking on as much or as little work as I want to. My income from my work will again go almost entirely to savings so that I can have my own resources and independent financial security.
I don't think I would ever be comfortable not being able to earn. Knowing I was in a career where there was a clear physical end in sight had me always thinking of the next set of skills I would want in order to always be employable.
For me, that's the most important hedge. No matter how much money I have, I just don't feel comfortable not having the ability to earn if push comes to shove.
I probably would not have done a full extra graduate degree were it not for the surgeries, but I really enjoy learning and was taking piles of online courses for fun anyway, so it's been a great use of my time and energy and kept me feeling like I'm moving forward even when I was stuck in bed. It kept me from feeling like my life was on hold.
And now I have a resilient set of professional skills that are useful under any economic conditions in a field where I can work self-employed, as much or as little as I want to, which is immune to ageism or ableism. As long as my brain stays sharp, I will just become *more* employable over time.
It's also very important work that I can do for free, so it covers both paid and volunteer and opens up a ton of opportunities for work travel, which is what we really want to do.
Once DH is retired, we want to take on projects all around the world and spend periods of time in interesting places doing meaningful work. DH will likely do a lot of consulting once he leaves government. Both of us can work in person or remote, so if opportunities come up to do in-person work I'm really cool locations, the other can join and work remotely.
All in all, it's all worked out really well despite my body deciding to very literally fall apart.
It's been simultaneously the most challenging, brutal, painful and fun, awesome, happy years of my life. I've entirely reformulated my relationship to work and now fully conceptualize any work I take on in the future as serving my quality life. If it doesn't improve my overall well being, I simply won't do it.
I've really learned what happiness, wellness, and self care actually mean.