Today, I am traveling to Portland, Maine, to spend some time this week looking at potential new homes there.
My reason for leaving New York City, which has been my home since 1969, is not unique. Too many older workers are forced out of the workplace earlier than they want, expected or are financially ready for because corporate America frequently engages in the illegal practice of age discrimination. They prefer cute young bodies just out of college to experienced workers with gray hair whose bodies probably don’t show off as well as they once did.
As baby boomers begin to retire in the next few years, this may change because there simply will not be enough workers to fill job openings the boomers will leave behind. But it has not happened fast enough for me to benefit yet.
When Crabby Old Lady first wrote about our decision to leave New York, she said,
“Is Crabby angry? You betcha. And sad and heartbroken and wretchedly unhappy to leave her home. Because she is generally hardwired that way, she’ll get over it - just not anytime soon. But at least, thanks to the wake-up call from Anne, the decision is made - and there is a kind of relief in that.”
Crabby was correct about getting over it. It has taken longer than I anticipated to sell my apartment, but that is done now and I’m eager to start a new life in a new city.
While I’m gone, I’ll post links to some TGB golden oldies I think you may enjoy. First, is the personal odyssey to the decision to leave my big-city home of 36 years.