Hitting 10,000 flight hours and feeling weird about it
Logged my 10,000th hour last Tuesday on a CRJ-900 run out of Phoenix and I honestly didn't think it would hit me like that. It's not the number itself, it's that I realized I've spent more time in that jump seat than with my own family since 2019. Anyone else get that strange milestone feeling and just need a minute to sit with it?
What made you finally sit down and count it all up? I hit a big one a while back and it wasn't the math that got me, it was picturing my kid's face at every birthday I missed. Does that number feel like a badge or more like a bill you're still paying?