I left at Christmas after 14 years in the same school. I managed to get ill health retirement, and also have a bit of income from some disability benefits. I am not working or studying for the first time since I was 16 and it feels...... amazing. The house is clean, the garden is tidy, the ironing is done and evening meal no longer consists of a ready-made cottage pie. As a feminist, I do fell like I’m ‘letting the side down’ but for the moment I just don’t care. Summer is around the corner and I feel great.
Scarily enough, without having to pay for after school childcare and other costs of going to work, my take-home money isn’t that much lower than it was when I was working. I’m not contributing to a pension any more, but the way my mental and physical health was going I don’t think I’d have made it to 68 (or 69 or 70) if I’d stayed in teaching any longer.
I don’t know what I’m going to do in the future. The conditions of ill health retirement means that I can’t work again in anything remotely related to teaching (including lecturing and tutoring). My nature of my disability means that there are a huge number of jobs unavailable and realistically my only chance of being paid for anything means being self-employed. That means retraining, but I don’t know what in yet. One thing’s for sure, I’m done with education - no interest in it whatsoever.
Meanwhile, I just wish the ‘teacher dreams’ would stop. I tend to have at least 2 or 3 a week - the ones where I’m back in the classroom fretting over how much of the A level syllabus I still have left to cover when study leave starts in two weeks’ time.
Oh well, off to get my highlights done this morning - making full use of my 20% pensioner discount! Haha!