I'm 54 and gave up full-time work 20 years ago to become self-employed, and do some temping in between. I've no intention of working full-time ever again. I was so done with it all by my 30s.
I had some fantastic holidays and opportunities when I worked full-time. But I'm a home-bod in many ways. I love holidays but also love coming home. We had less money but still had the holidays, just not as regularly and not as plush. & I became an expert at sourcing free family activities, luckily there are so many in London. & I had time to indulge hobbies and just to be still sometimes.
Now that DCs are in their 20s life is easier. They're still at home, work and pay their keep. When they leave I plan to host foreign students as I will have a lot of space. I'm still self-employed and alongside that I now work as a Library Assistant on an ad-hoc basis, I choose when I can work. Spending my day amongst books = bliss for me. Not a high flying career at all, but I love it and that's what matters to me.
Im happy with my choices, they minimised life stress and gave me family time. Not that a high ying career, fancy car and holidays wouldn't have been lovely..! But to me it's not everything. I'm at home pottering about today, a little paperwork to do and that's all.
Life flies by. If we can get a chance to hop off the hamster wheel for a bit, why not
Not knocking those who work full-time btw. People do what they must in line with their own priorities and that's fine. 1 bugbear I had when full-time was mental load. Remembering appointments for myself and DCs, school stuff, activities etc, and actually getting there. Life was diarised to the hilt. I commend full-time workers for dealing with all that alongside. I found I simply couldn't, and that's without housework etc