Hmmm... I know that's supposed to be a joke - and vaguely recall a time when it was once funny. However, as one who just took up that offer and find myself adjusting to the loss of the comforts of the old home and adjusting to the DIS-comforts of the new one, I must say that most of the humor has long worn off. It has been about 9 months of painful realization that the 'price of happiness' sometimes is the very happiness one seeks. Anyway, I have begun to crawl out from the dark abyss I'd placed myself and am just beginning to recover from, and adjust to some of the losses – the greatest of which was becoming a virtual ‘non-person’ in the eyes of my two adult daughters with whom I’d had a very long and very close relationship. I say all this, not for any sympathy, pity, or words of encouragement. I say it only as a warning to those that may be considering a later life change in direction and are ill prepared for the unforeseen changes in lifestyle and the costs which come with it - Of which monetary concerns are the least. I won’t say “Don’t do it†because even I still have a glimmer of optimism for the future. However, do yourself a favor - Read a few books and do some research, and exhaust all resources (including professional help) before you pack your bags.
