If it's any consolation, I'm in a similar situation, and I'm sure plenty of others are, as well. I was getting myself mentally geared up to retire in April 2020. It would have been a 50th birthday present to myself. I had hit "my number" early in 2020, and figured if the market stayed the same between then and my birthday, I would have announced my retirement.
But, COVID had other plans. By the time my birthday had rolled around, I was off my peak about 25%. Although, that was an improvement from the bottom, 3/23/2020, when I was down about 34%.
The whole work-from-home aspect also took a lot of the aggravation out of work. The market bounced back quickly; my portfolio was back to new highs by November of 2000. But, then I started the process of getting a large garage built. The initial estimate of that was around $70-75K, so I figured I'd keep working until that was done. Well, with supply/labor shortages, and the spike in lumber prices, and other little mis-haps along the way, the garage ended up being more like $90-95K, and took a lot longer than anticipated to finish.
By the end of 2021, I was starting to seriously think about retiring again. But then I really started noticing the inflation numbers, and 2022 was "good", for maybe three days. So once again, I put off any notions of retiring.
And now, I just had a video meeting with my manager, concerning our annual raises. Mine was crap, 3%. But I guess that's still better than what a lot of people are getting. My manager said that everybody who matters is happy with me, and they don't have any plans to change anything. She knows I have retirement on the brain, so she did ask me about that. I said something like, "Well, I told you the concept of the BS Buckets, right?" She thought for a second, and then rolled her eyes, made sort of a funny facial expression, and said "Yeeeeah". And I just said that right now, they're balanced pretty well, but if the BS picks up too much, I'm outta there. And she said don't worry, we're not planning on changing ANYTHING.
So, I'm reasonably content right now with the balance between work and freedom. Eventually though, I think it's going to really sink in, that I only have so many good years left, and that might prompt me to, as Vicki Lawrence once said to Carol Burnette, "Sing or Get off the Pot!"
I'm going to be 53 in a few weeks, and notice that I'm becoming more and more aware of each passing year. Moreso than when I was in my 30s or 40s. And, in a few years, I'll be in range of when my grandparents retired. They went out at 55, 56, 57, and 60, respectively. Although the one that went out at 55, my maternal Granddad, took early retirement from the federal gov't to take care of Grandmom's Aunt Helen. She died within a year, but Granddad never went back to work, and also said he never regretted retiring early. Grandmom went out at age 56, but it was years later, as there was an 8-year age difference between the two. She also retired from the federal government, but was a workaholic, and went back to work off and on part time/on-call (although often nearly full-time hours) until age 70.
Anyway, my goal has always been to retire younger than my grandparents' age. So, maybe it really IS time for me to sing or get off the pot!