Can't come soon enough - and that's the trouble
I've been in the workforce for forty years, and all that time I've been putting the two loves of my life - writing and painting - on hold.
I can't wait to be done working, so much so that I just can't concentrate on it. I'm NOT doing a good job anymore, and I just can't make myself care about trying. All I want is to be done with it.
I'm very depressed at the prospect of two more years of this before I can finally make my exit. I almost feel like I'd rather have a little less money going in than stay working on and working any longer. I feel like I've been doing the company's stuff for all this time, and I'm ready for my turn at doing MY stuff.