I happen to be a rare species - I've got no ambition, never had ambition, doubt I ever will. The whole idea of selling my soul to make someone else more money than me just pisses me off, quite frankly. I also think most careers are horrid - long hours, high levels of stress, dealing with a load of people who ultimately just want to suck you dry. You have little to no life, can't engage in life's real pleasures, the things you'll remember when you're grey and old and memories are what you've got left.
No one lies on their deathbed saying "oh dammit, I wish I'd spent more time at work!"
And the trade-off is crap. All that stress and hassle for what? A salary that you don't have time to actually spend in meaningful ways? Work is a means to an end in my mind and yet it amazes me who some people get so sucked into their jobs they put off having children until it's too late, they spend all their waking hours in the office, they have no life outside of work to speak of. What is that all about? I just don't get it.
I'm 38, I've got two sons, I work 3 days a week in a local job that is very repetitive but stress-free, I spend a lot of time with my sons, walking, doing little trips with them, making them laugh, taking photos, collecting them from school, supervising playdates and occasionally going to the pub with some friends to have a laugh. I don't earn much money (£17,000pa) but I don't care.
Careers are overrated. And no-one at work gives a shit about you either. They won't be there for you ultimately when real life hits. Your family is what matters, and your close friends (some you might acquire through work but the majority of people just want to take take take from you.)