Friends laugh when I tell them. They are not sure I'm serious or not. My body has adjusted already since I came up with the idea. My focus went from stressing to feeling that I'm optimising in a positive way. I'm looking for people to replace me. For the first time in my adult life, I feel I'm about to get less things that bothers me (positive or negative).
So, I might go back to work when I'm 60 or something. Dunno. But why fuck up the healthy years for work. I'm going to be involved in things, still. I'm writing things I need to finish. I just don't want any daily phone calls with must do's or must fix. No deadlines. Just dead lines.