Here I am, down to about two weeks before retirement. Fourteen days, which are about all the notice that employees in other lines of work need to give employers before resigning.
My employer required sixty days.
Because I have not been working in our extended school year program for special needs students this summer, the sixty days have provided a quiet, restful transition time that I have very much appreciated.
During the forty plus days that have passed, I admit to having momentary twinges of retiree regret, akin, I think, to buyers’ remorse.
What have I bought?
Hopefully, I’ve bought myself more time and energy… Time and energy to grow older and wiser without the drain and strain of commitments and responsibility to hundreds of elementary students and their teachers.
What has it cost?
The letting go of a work identity, as well as the satisfaction, challenge, and joy of growing older and wiser through interaction with hundreds of elementary students and their teachers in my role as library media specialist.
Retiree regret? Buyers’ remorse?
Burned out. Stressed out. Empty tank. …No, I’m on the right course, not only for me, but for my colleagues and students.
More time and energy.
I’m ready. Bring on life in a different mode—
Slower, yet undoubtedly filled with stressors and strains of different sorts, I suppose, but no less full and fulfilling, if I work at retirement and let its challenges and satisfactions keep me teaching and learning as long as I have breath–as long as I’m alive.
Have you ever experienced voluntary change-of-employment venue or status remorse of sorts?