Some days, I look back and wonder what exactly I’m saving and investing for. I don’t have any great goals. I don’t have any (or any desire for any) children to put through college. I have the money already for my first house and if my circumstances didn’t alter, I’d never need to move. I enjoy travelling and have a list of places a mile long that I want to go and see, but I can afford to make a dent in that list right now because I like to travel cheaply. I enjoy my job, and its not something that I could do as well if I worked for myself. The plan for my estate (when I get round to making a will) is to leave money to charity, I don’t need to end up with a great big pile of money just to do that with if I can donate whilst I’m alive instead.
So I was thinking, would I like to work really hard now so that I could be rich in the future? My initial answer, because I’m lazy, is no, I do not want to work really hard so that I can sit on a great big pile of money. But then I though about what I mean by being rich, and I decided that I mean the ability to not work for a living.
It then dawned on me that not only do I want to be rich at some point, I’m actually working towards it already. And that’s because, I like everyone I know, do not plan to work until I drop dead. I don’t want to be too old and sick to work, but with no money. I want eventually, to stop working and live off the money I have. I want to be retired, and being retired is being rich, by my own definition.
I have to work hard now, and save and invest money, because there is no where else that the money will come from. But I also have to have fun now, because its forty years until my retirement, and I don’t want to put off all my fun until then. I’d better book another trip abroad.
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