First time post for me but definately on a subject dear to my heart.

It is funny how when you are heading into your late thirties with an incureable (but not yet debilitating) disease that you start thinking about the end of working for someone else.

I have a dream! And by golly I am going to make it work. Gone is the “woe is me attitude” that keeps me in a job that tires me out (even though I am well rewarded and well rcognised) and slowly sucks the life out of me.

I KNOW where I want to go and I will do ANYTHING to get there. It may take me a little while (certainly probably longer than 2 years) as I can’t make all the sacrifices now I should because of loacation and children. But by goodness one day I will live on my semi self sufficient farmlet in Tasmania growing my own veges, lavender and small animals, while writing something or other.

Anyway I am enjoying reading these forums and 0-130 and will now sort out my grand PLAN (how delicious to create my castles in the air and work to make them real!).

Anyway…count me in to retire ASAP!