For years I worked hard for my money. I’d get into work before the sun came up and leave work after the sun set every day. The pressure to generate revenue was immense with some bosses relentlessly cracking the whip. Thank you sir, may I have another!
In the end, working hard was worth it due to the optionality I now have. Besides, it wasn’t like I was going into harms way to combat gorilla soldiers in Iraq. Those guys are the true hard workers, which is why the government needs to make sure every opportunity is given to our troops back home.
Nowadays, I’m still working hard for my money ironically, because I’ve reset to zero. I’m being somewhat counter productive in retirement because I’m afraid of getting lazy. If I don’t achieve my goals in one year or feel like I’m not on track, then I will probably just go back to work. To be frank, going back to work would be a failure, unless I found something incredibly awesome, like being a masseuse’s guinea pig.