I turned 55 a couple days ago. It’s a bit surreal, because I don’t feel 55.
The weird thing is that I am eligible for retirement at work. It’s a university-affiliated research institute, and the HR pamphlet says an employee is eligible for retirement if they’ve worked there at least 20 years at they’re 55 or older. (I’ve worked here for 26 years.) It says that, if I quit, my healthcare benefits will remain in place, and my children can still go to the college for free. But I don’t think I can touch my 401K until I reach 62.
According to my mother, I’m a bouncing 656 months. And a straight-except-for-Tom-Hiddleston-Benedict-Cumberbatch-Rafael-Nadal-and-Neil-Patrick-Harris doper.
I started posting (had been lurking for some time) in the SDMB about a month after this thread started, I was 23 then, I’m 44 now, in a couple of years (if, Og willing, the SDMB and I are still around) I will be been here more years in my life than not.