Happy Retirement Messages for a Friend: 40+ Messages

Retirement looks good on you.

Enjoy doing absolutely nothing.

Your calendar just became a suggestion.

Go ahead, take a nap. It's earned.

No more Monday meetings. Ever.

You're now on permanent vacation.

Freedom starts now.

Sleep in. Stay up. Repeat.

The boss is gone. You're the boss.

Now you're retired.

Three words: no alarm clock, no meetings, no pants required.

You've got the whole 'work' thing behind you now, so let the fun begin.

Retirement is like a weekend that never ends. You've earned it.

The only commute you'll make now is from the coffee maker to the couch.

This calls for a toast—preferably a mimosa at ten in the morning.

Work called, but you're no longer taking calls.

Your new job title is 'Professional Nap Taker,' and I hear the pay is excellent.

Now comes the part where you do whatever you want.

Remember when you used to say there weren't enough hours in the day? Enjoy all of them now.

Don't worry about missing the office—the office will miss you.

Every weekday just turned into a Saturday.

Let me be the first to welcome you to the nap side.

At least now you'll have time to actually use that gym membership.

Here's to never sitting in another traffic jam on your way to a desk.

Because you're retired, you get to laugh at everyone else who still has to set an alarm.

For someone who always said they'd retire early, you managed to wait until just the right moment. Time to cash in.

You used to pretend to be busy in meetings. Now you can pretend to be busy on a beach.

Now that you've traded your keyboard for a coffee mug, I expect daily updates on your naps and tea consumption.

They say retirement is the reward for all those years of hard work. You tricked them into starting early.

Your weekends used to fly by too fast. Now every day is a weekend, and it won't fly anywhere unless you want it to.

I hope you bought a bigger calendar, because you'll need it to keep track of all your new 'very important' plans: lunch, naps, and more lunch.

It's official: you're no longer an employee of the rat race. You're the mayor of Chillville.

After all these years of deadlines, you finally own the clock. Please don't make it cry.

The best part about your retirement is that I now have a built-in excuse to call you mid-morning and chat about nothing.

Make sure you practice saying 'I'm retired' with a straight face, because everyone will be wildly jealous.