25/31 Filing
With moral support and actual hands-on help from my sister and my good pal Todd, I've completed the application for my retirement.
I've assembled hand-filled-out documents (that's a throwback), account numbers, proof of birthdate, beneficiary information, and a spreadsheet of how the money's gonna go. Tomorrow morning at the ungodly hour of 8:00 I catch a bus to the distant suburb where the Public Employees Retirement System has its offices, and at 9:00 I file.
By 10:00 tomorrow it should be official: I'll be a woman of leisure of January 1. Now I just have to figure out how to continue focusing even a little bit on my job between now and then.
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I've assembled hand-filled-out documents (that's a throwback), account numbers, proof of birthdate, beneficiary information, and a spreadsheet of how the money's gonna go. Tomorrow morning at the ungodly hour of 8:00 I catch a bus to the distant suburb where the Public Employees Retirement System has its offices, and at 9:00 I file.
By 10:00 tomorrow it should be official: I'll be a woman of leisure of January 1. Now I just have to figure out how to continue focusing even a little bit on my job between now and then.
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are
comments.