I submitted my intention to retire letter, and it has been officially accepted. Last day of work: May 13, 2025. I can see the end from here.
When the kid was little, and we were driving back and forth to Fayetteville, or to Clarksville for our writing group, there would often be a moment when, as exhausted as we were, Dr. Skull and I would begin to feel like we would never reach home.
As we passed a mileage marker (49 miles to Fort Smith), one or the other of us would say, "Fort Smith is getting further and further away."
The kid would often say, "It's not! What do you mean? It's NOT."
Now he says he understands what we mean. He was coming home from teaching on the bus and he was like, "Home is getting further and further away."
That's me right now. Retirement is getting further and further away.
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I saw all the recent comments about retirement and had to go back and see what I could find.
Once I set a retirement date (still many years away, because I genuinely love what I do) the siren song of retirement grew stronger. I still think I'll hold to that date, but unlike before I set a date, I can tell things had better play out according to plan or that date is getting moved up really fast. I have a few work-related legacy goals and no need to keep on working if I'm not going to meet them.
I always said I would never retire, that I would die in the classroom, because I love teaching so much. But yeah, I'm ready to leave now.
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