My lease is up later this year, after 5 1/2 years. It doesn’t seem that long. Some days it feels like I just moved in.
As a result, I had an email exchange recently with the building’s manager and we hashed out an agreement on a new 10-year contract. In the process, I realized that sort of time frame might (and, again, I say might) take me into retirement.
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And now I’m starting to think about retiring and the career endgame.
Granted, it’s still 10 years away, and knowing me I’ll probably want to work another 5 years or so beyond that if I can. I like what I do and would probably go stir crazy without this job. Besides, given the current anti-doctor financial climate, I may not be able to retire in 10 years, even if I want to.
But still, it’s an odd realization to think that, after all those applications, and classes, and tests, and rotations, and all the other things you went through ... that your career is closer to wrapping up than it is to the beginning.
How did that happen?