when it rains

i think i am ready to retire. . . or at least just throw it all away to live in a cabin up in the hills. i've always thought that the measure of success in life is really screwed up - if i a live in a little two room cabin in tahoe, ski in the winter, hike around in the summer, and have a job that i enjoy doing, doesn't stress me out, and allows me to live comfortably (pay the bills, eat, and have a little left over), wouldn't i be successful? the more i think about it, the more it seems right . . .