lately i have been completely obsessed with how will i ever survive as a single lady in my 60's without a house and without a second income?
without large inheritances, large lump sums of money from my parents to buy me houses, without someone else who will help aid in the "christine gets to stop working when she's 65" fund.
according to a financial planner, i need to be saving close to $1700 a month in retirement in order to save the $2.7 million dollars i would need in order to retire at the not so ripe age of 65 earning $50,000 for the rest of my life.
$1700 is a lot of money.
A LOT of money.
But why would I want to work at the age of 65? Who in the hell wants to work at the age of 65? I know I don't. I want to prance around beaches and eat pineapple for the rest of my life when i'm 65.
Or do I?
I realized that the only reason why I don't want to work at the age of 65 is because I don't want to be doing what I'm doing right now at the age of 65. What a totally narrow view of my life in 40ish years I've had! How boring!
What if I have the most awesome job in the world when I'm 65? How awesome would that be? Then I won't even want to retire!
PS
a world without lobsters? what would we do?
thank you red lobster for investing with the wwf for more sustainable traps!Lobsters through science. I love it.