Written by christopheroregon in HBF
Last night, I hosted our semi-weekly cigar and pipe evening at my home. There were 22 bachelors in attendance. So cool.
At one point, the issue of retirement came up. The group varies in age from a few guys in their twenties, up to our retired dentist friend who is…older. Most of us are in our forties, more or less.
I was asked how much longer it would be until I retire. Hmm. Not the kind of thing I wanted to be asked, yet I get asked that question a lot lately. I’m 49 for crying out loud.
But, I sat there and told the guys I would probably be able to retire comfortably in nine years, more or less. If the economy doesn’t completely tank. I then mentioned that I was giving very serious thought to moving to Alaska when I retire. Probably Kodiak, Nome or Barrow. Maybe Anchorage, but probably something much smaller.
That generated a good hour’s worth of conversation. Most of the guys have been up there, and agreed it would be a hoot to live there.
Which brings me to my point to you:
When I do retire, I will be out of debt. Completely. I will be able to move anywhere I want to move. Arizona. Alaska. Hawaii. Timbuktoo, for that matter. Or however you spell it. I can just up and sell my home and move. I can buy another house, or rent and pocket the proceeds from the sale of my home, thereby dramatically increasing my retirement income. I won’t have to consult with anyone.
Or I could stay here.
This is an issue I never really thought about until very recently. But, it’s one to think about. I know so many married guys who are working tons of overtime in order to pay for their kids and grand kids expenses. Not to mention their wives. It never seems to end.
I, on the other hand, will be able to move to Alaska if I so desire. And finally take up fishing. And grizzly bear hunting. I always wanted to blast one of those nasty brutes to smithereens. I may get my chance.
If I don’t get married.
Christopher in Oregon