By Mary Anna Violi | @MaryAnnaVioli
On Friday, December 16, 2016, I retired out of my current job. Since I have been talking about it off and on for at least the past 18-24 months, I have to say that I wasn’t as shocked, as others in my workplace were. Let me set forth my rationale for pulling the hypothetical trigger on this move: Egregious job dissatisfaction.
Therefore, I hit the Send key last Friday; I sent my letter of retirement to the appropriate personnel, following instructions from IU Bloomington’s HR personnel. Having never retired before, emotions bubbled to the surface, particularly the one akin to jumping off a cliff into an abyss. I dove in, but a strange thing happened: I surfaced in an instant! I felt buoyant, like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders! I smiled non-stop throughout the rest of the workday. I felt serene.
Come what may, I have liberated myself from my perceived entrapment. My only regret is that I decided not to teach next semester, a course I dearly love, a history of English course. I need a breather, yet it will be odd: my life has been divided into teaching MW/TR blocks of time for years. Perhaps it will be again down the road.
I am eager to begin The Next Chapter of My Life. Already I feel reinvigorated. After all, I am not retiring from life, far from it. Ever since Friday night, for the first time in almost two years, I have been sleeping through the night. “All is calm/All is bright.”
Ciao for now.