My family is no problem. Everyone is very frugal, good with money, and has retirement covered. On hubby's side, we just don't talk about it. MIL has been trying to convince him to pay for a $4500/month seniors home for her - yeah, that's not going to happen! She isn't destitute, but thinks because we retired before the magic age of 65, we must be rolling in it, and therefore should share. Sigh. Not the first time she's hit us up, but the Bank of Oldest Son is now closed.
Oh, those friends and former co-workers. I think if one more person tells us how "lucky" we are to be able to retire (and not all that early even) I will scream. Pika is correct - not one of them has asked how we did it, or if we could show them what we did so they can do it too. For most of them, it's way too late anyway. Their assumption seems to be that somehow the gods have smiled on us, and thrown pots of money at us, 'cause you know, magic. While we were scrimping and saving, those same people would sneer that we didn't have a fancy car, or weren't going on $20,000 vacations, and didn't eat out every night.
Hubby has just started replying, "not lucky, just smart". And then he walks away. I think I'm going to do the same.