jghoghunter
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A lot of my coworkers made fun of me as every year I would take off when the local farmers would cut the hay to go groundhog hunting. From 1995 till 2013 I took off every year to go prairie dog hunting in South Dakota. I watched a lot of my older coworker friends who work their asses off all their lives to have a good retirement and a good life to retire and die in less than a year. I made up my mind that was not going to happen to me I was going to do what I wanted when I wanted, while I still could, luckily I had a job that afforded me to be able to do that. Now after working all those hours all that overtime to be able to afford what I wanted to do, life comes around to bite you in the ass. I woke up from my second back operation and was told that I was one slip and fall away from a wheelchair and that I should not go back to pipe fitting. Now my back does not allow me to stand very long I cannot sit very long I do not believe I can make the trip to South Dakota anymore without it taking three or four days. So I went out on disability and I make stocks as I can. Some days I feel great other days I have a hard time getting out of bed and getting down the steps. I have mixed emotions about retirement.
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