Interesting thread.
I quit my frontline NHS job 15 months ago, aged 60. My team in 6 years went from 100% western trained to 100% 3rd world trained, & every day was firefighting their incompetence, abetted by a 'nothing to see here!' attitude. I tried to quiet quit but I just couldn't stand by and watch them screwing up and potentially harming patients.
The final straw was my 8C manager siding with a fraudulently qualified middle manager who I'd actually just saved from making the biggest mistake of his career. He openly lied. She knew it. So I quit.
This seems to be quite a common theme, 'Enough of this shite!'
From the day I handed my notice in, a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I hadn't realised how angry I was at how a great team of competent, dedicated individuals had been decimated by wilfully incompetent management, professionally undermining me. They're under independent 'cultural review' right now, the 8C desperately looking for another job 🤭
DH and I did the maths so we were able to stop; he quit at 62. He plays ukulele, goes to the gym 3x a week, reads and walks. I, however, started a bank HCP job, wanting 1 day a week but it's getting towards 3 days, now, they are a bit dependent on me 😬, but it pays well and I can quit whenever I want.
I do worry that I'm not good at structuring my days, and my get up and go got up and went when I hit menopause, sadly; both DCs live at home, 25/23, eldest in a good job, youngest facing some MH difficulties so I think our current situation will continue for a while yet.
But knowing I can walk away from work is a good feeling.