She could've had the life. Traveling around, spending money, seeing the world and snorting up all it had to offer. The one thing that seemed to be keeping her from happiness (her son) is going to be financially taken care of without her having to lift a finger. And it's not like she didn't bust her ass and earn a life of luxury.

But that couldn't top the allure of having REAL control in a business. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense for her to go off on her own, shirking anyone else from the old days (including Peggy.) Can't say I pictured her producing industrial films in the 1970's, but as long as her name (both of them) is on the door, it doesn't really matter.