My lovely dad retired 5 years ago and fully embraced it. He and mum have been through hell and back, lived in utter poverty under Thatcher (they once had a week of an egg each for tea, ensuring me and my brother could have a full meal each. We regularly had bare cupboards, couldn't afford carpet, my brother slept on a camp bed in place of a bed for a year) and once they got back on their feet they ploughed as much as they could into savings, pensions , investments as were terrified of being back in poverty.
He and mum (semi retired at the time, now fully retired) travelled the world and totally out of their comfort zone joined a yacht crew and sailed around the Hebrides, swam off the boat and had beach bbq's, star gazed, had a truly magical time. Dad then went back a year later and joined the crew as they sailed from Scotland down to Southampton, via Ireland.
I won't go into details but Dad had a stroke last May, our lives have been turned upside down. But he has the most awesome memories, they didn't wait, didn't question, they didn't sit on the money for a rainy day, they took life by the balls and stepped out of their comfort zone and had a blast. Thank god.
Enjoy your breakfast wine and cheese, make sure you have many more silly moments in the future ❤️🍷🧀