I have been out, fully out, for nearly a year and a half now. Has it stopped phone calls, requests or people coming up to me when out at a food festival asking for my help and/or advice that they never heed anyway? Nope. But now I just smile and say, “You know, the computer biz is so fast and I’ve been out for so long now, I have no idea what’s up.”
I don’t miss it. I knew I wouldn’t. I loved the challenge of problem solving, but the aggravation of dealing with people who wanted things fixed, but not in anyway that would effect their infrastructure or productivity. The folks who wanted something for nothing. The ones you kept having to fix the same thing over and over because they NEVER got it.
Yesterday I received a check for the last bit of receivables I had and after depositing the check, was able to finally close out the books. I’m happy writing my books, working with my dogs and just goofing off if I want. I answer to my husband if he bothers to notice we’re eating sandwiches for the third night in a row because I’m distracted. I’ve taken the time to actually figure out my iPhone, learn to hate Android and fall in love with my Kindle all over again. I’ve gardened, grown some of the prettiest roses you’ve ever seen and done a lot around my house when I feel like it.
I get more of a sense of accomplishment just puttering around my house, dusting and vacuuming than I ever did fixing computers or networks. Because I know it’s appreciated by myself and my husband. My husband is so happy I’m out he bought me the piano I’ve been whining for. He finally agreed to a spinet type rather than a baby grand and a week later my piano was delivered. That’s been the hold up for 12 years. He wouldn’t give on a baby grand. Finally, after a really, really good dinner and a sauce so great it brought tears to my son’s eyes, he gave in.
It’s been worth it to get rid of the phone calls, the outraged exclamations when they discover they screwed up their own machines/networks. I no longer get that suspicious look when discussing my bills, figuring out stupid taxes and everything else I did to get people to just think. I finally realized they don’t think because they don’t want to. So I stopped thinking for them. I don’t miss it one bit.