I’m almost 70 and finally stopped doing these 8 things—my only regret is not quitting them decades ago

Farley Ledgerwood by Farley Ledgerwood | January 22, 2026, 12:43 pm

You know what’s funny about getting older? It’s not the creaky knees or the need for reading glasses that gets to you. It’s looking back and realizing how much energy you wasted on things that never really mattered.

At 69, I’ve finally learned to let go of habits and behaviors that held me back for decades. Some of these took me fifty years to recognize as problems.

Others I knew were harmful but couldn’t seem to quit. The liberation I feel now is incredible, but I can’t help wondering how different life might have been if I’d made these changes at 40, or even 50.

1) Trying to please everyone at work

For 35 years in middle management at an insurance company, I bent over backwards trying to keep everyone happy. My boss, my team, other departments, clients. I thought being the “yes man” would fast-track my career.

What actually happened? I burned out regularly, got passed over for promotions (people pleasers rarely seem leadership material), and came home too exhausted to be present for my family. The people who advanced weren’t the ones saying yes to everything. They were the ones who knew when to say no and had clear boundaries.

These days, I’m selective about my commitments. When someone asks for a favor, I actually think about whether I want to do it. Revolutionary concept, right?

2) Believing busy equals productive

Remember when having a packed calendar felt like a badge of honor? I wore mine proudly, scheduling back-to-back meetings, eating lunch at my desk, checking emails at my kid’s soccer games.

A minor heart scare at 58 changed everything. Lying in that hospital bed, I didn’t think about the reports I’d filed or the meetings I’d attended. I thought about the school plays I’d missed, the weekend trips I’d canceled, the conversations with my wife I’d cut short because I had “important” work to do.

Busy and productive are not synonyms. Most of my busyness was just noise. The truly important work usually took less time than I thought, once I stopped padding it with unnecessary tasks and endless revisions.

3) Chasing perfection in everything

This one haunted me for decades. Every project needed to be flawless. Every email required three rewrites. Every presentation had to blow people away.

You know what I learned after struggling with perfectionism my entire career? “Good enough” is usually perfect for most situations.

That report you’re agonizing over? Your boss will skim it in two minutes. That perfectly worded email? The recipient probably read it while walking to their next meeting.

Embracing “good enough” didn’t make me mediocre. It made me efficient. It gave me time to focus on the few things that actually needed to be exceptional.

4) Holding grudges like trophies

I had a mental filing cabinet of every slight, every unfair criticism, every time someone took credit for my work. Some of these grievances were decades old, yet I could recall them in vivid detail.

What did carrying all that resentment accomplish? Absolutely nothing, except making me bitter and suspicious of people’s motives. The people who wronged me? They’d probably forgotten about it the next day.

Forgiveness isn’t about letting people off the hook. It’s about freeing yourself from carrying their baggage. Once I understood that, letting go became much easier.

5) Comparing myself to everyone else

Social media makes this worse, but I was doing it long before Facebook existed. Why did Bob get promoted when I’d been there longer? How could Jim afford that boat? Why did everyone else’s life seem easier?

Here’s what comparison stole from me: the ability to appreciate what I had. While I was busy envying Bob’s promotion, I missed celebrating my own achievements. While wondering about Jim’s finances, I overlooked my own financial stability.

Comparison is a game nobody wins. There’s always someone doing better in some area of life. These days, I compete with one person: yesterday’s version of myself.

6) Avoiding difficult conversations

Whether it was asking for a raise, addressing problems with colleagues, or having tough talks with family members, I was the king of avoidance. I’d rehearse conversations in my head for weeks, then chicken out at the last minute.

Every avoided conversation became a brick in a wall between me and what I wanted. Relationships deteriorated because issues went unaddressed. Opportunities passed because I couldn’t advocate for myself. Problems festered until they exploded into bigger messes.

The anticipation is always worse than the actual conversation. Always. Once I learned this, those difficult discussions became just another task to handle, not mountains to climb.

7) Living for “someday”

Someday I’ll travel. Someday I’ll learn guitar. Someday I’ll spend more time with family. Someday I’ll write that book.

When the company downsized and I took early retirement at 62, I initially felt lost. Then I realized something: all those “somedays” had become “never” while I was waiting for the perfect moment.

There’s no perfect moment. There’s just now. Want to learn something new? Start today, even if it’s just for ten minutes. Want to reconnect with someone? Pick up the phone. Stop waiting for someday. It’s a day that never arrives.

8) Neglecting my health until there was a problem

Before my heart scare, I treated my body like a machine that would run forever with minimal maintenance.

Exercise was what I’d do when I had more time. Eating well was for people who didn’t have stressful jobs. Regular checkups were for hypochondriacs.

That attitude nearly killed me. The wake-up call forced me to realize that without health, nothing else matters. All those hours I claimed I didn’t have for exercise? I found them real quick when doctor visits became mandatory.

Your body keeps score, even when you’re not paying attention. Every skipped workout, every stress-filled year, every ignored warning sign adds up. Start taking care of yourself before your body forces you to.

Final thoughts

Looking back, these weren’t just bad habits. They were thieves that stole time, energy, and joy from my life. The good news? It’s never too late to change. At almost 70, I’m happier and more at peace than I was at 40 or 50.

But I can’t help thinking about those lost decades. How much richer might my relationships have been? How much more could I have accomplished by focusing on what mattered? How much stress and anxiety could I have avoided?

If you recognize yourself in any of these patterns, don’t wait until you’re my age to make changes. Start small, pick one thing, and begin today. Your future self will thank you for it. Trust me on this one.