My sense of fair play stops me jumping ship early, I quite frankly could not (pardon the vulgarity,) give a shiny shit of how others perceive me.
We are comfortable, we are going to be comfortable in retirement, with a good pot of savings behind us, on a good year (bonuses) DH's salary starts with a £1.
He only got there, working away all over the country and all over Europe, with my support, generally Monday to Friday, it was a good gig if it was only Monday to Thursday.
On one memorable occasion he flew out to NY for a single meeting, turned around and came home, with less than twenty four hours before we flew out on holidays, he was working, I was angsting.
Guess who does all the crapmin and organising in our house, so quite frankly how the outside world would perceive me giving up work at this stage bothers me not a jot.
Sorry if I have offended anyone, but that touched a nerve. 