I thought I was sick of working until I stopped working.
I am very happy now, with a professional job that is flexible, and I work part time. However, I made a trade off for less income. Part of me wants to take all of the possible opportunities that come my way, but, I don't want to give up my free time. I couldn't have done this without a spouse who has a good income. As far as I can see, I will work at least part time until I can no longer talk and write, the 2 important skills in my profession. Heck, one of the therapists I work with is 81 and she is my role model. She travels a lot and is awesome.
I found that I could not just ride my bike all day and volunteering felt like slave labor to me.