I'm 63 in a few weeks and (drumroll) gave in my notice today, been working here since June 2009 so would have been 13 years this summer. Full time, 9-5.30, I live in NW London and travel to London Bridge every day - up to Covid anyway. We have all been told back in the office full time as of last week and I'm really not looking forward to full trains in rush hour (trains busy now, but still not as rammed as they used to be). I've always worked full time, since I was 17.
I had to sell my home of 21 years due to divorce, with the proceeds I'm buying a teeny tiny place "up North"; can't afford anything anywhere near London that would allow me to continue working, commuting long distances with the prices and my Arthritis isn't feasible. I'm freaking out at not having any income, are there jobs for us 60+'s? Hoping my employer lets me do a little still remotely, but I'm going to be worrying about money for the rest of my life.
I was shielding throughout Covid due to arthritis meds, colleagues have had parents/in-laws my age pass away. I've gone nowhere, done nothing in the last 2 years. Had a TIA watching all my belongings go into storage in September 2021 when the house sold (lost vision in my left eye almost completely while driving back from the storage facility, afternoon in A&E, continuing heart observations at Hospital). I've been living at a neighbours house while trying to find somewhere to live for myself (blessings on their head) and, cherry on the cake, fractured my arm at the end of November 2021, at the shoulder, so no putting it in plaster, absolute agony. And I really feel like I'm done, need a new start, a fresh page, moving on.
Scary times. That I should have retired 3 years ago is something I think about often; that I can't claim a state pension I've paid into over 46+ years for another 3 years, and living off my scant savings till then is something of my nightmares.