All good stuff. The stars have all aligned and 4 months ago I walked out for the last time. Except my ex-boss keeps calling me with projects he needs me to do. Just last week I spent 2 days in an abandoned building watching a couple of guys install new garage doors. Work is tough.
I was counting the days for the last 5 or so years. Everyone in the building knew what those decreasing numbers on my bulletin board were counting.

But I didn't go on that date, I waited for another 5 months.
And I'm not sure about the re-tarred part. My jeep has brand new skins, won at a jeep event 2 years ago. So to install them, I took of the set I'd won a year before that. And as luck would have it, I also have another unmounted set stacked in the garage. So the count is a factory spare on the back end, never been on the ground. 4 on the road with probably 2 or 3 years left before I sell them at a swap meet. And the stack in the southeast corner of the garage has 4 tires mounted and 4 more not mounted yet. A dozen P285s should last me for the rest of my days. And there is still a chance I'll win more!
Life is good. Health maybe not, but its OK. And I've learned fast. Anyone wants me to do anything, I tell them "I'm just not comfortable doing that just yet." Its a padded "no." But much of what I do goes unappreciated. Early this afternoon I went out and got in my wife's car. She took the minivan to work. So I drove down to the BP station and filled it with Premium (it likes premium.) The I pushed the button on the pump to buy a car wash, too. Not the econo wash, the top of the line job. Drove it home and parked where it always sits.
She came home a little early today. Didn't even notice. $50 worth of fuel and wash, down the drain.