The sadness of retirement for the working class😅
Last Friday, my husband and I both retired—on the same day he turned 62, just a few months after my own 62nd birthday. We celebrated at a BBQ place halfway between our old offices, thinking we’d finally made it. No more meetings, no more office politics, just us and our savings.
But here’s the thing: even with $1.25 million tucked away, no mortgage, and no debt, I can’t shake this nagging worry. What if we run out? What if we get bored? Our kids are grown and gone, and while we have travel plans, nothing too wild. I thought I’d feel free, but instead, I’m restless. Did I make the right call, or should I have waited? Anyone else feel this way? Any advice for a couple trying to figure out what comes next? 🤔
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