My best friend from high school died at 57. A friend from internship who was in good health one month ago just died suddenly of meningitis. We don't know what the future holds for us, but my wife and I plan as though we will be like your 90-something acquaintance, or like Charlie Munger, Henry Kissinger, and Jack LaLanne. I'll update this post in 30 years.Thank you for coming back and updating us.2024 Update: In 2018, Boglehead lawyers convinced me that applying to law school was probably a bad idea. Again, thank you for that help.
At that time, I thought it was unlikely that I would be able to arrange a better work schedule, but to my surprise, my employer agreed to each change that I requested. I now work about 55 hours during the week, but at a less frenetic pace. As a result, I no longer return home angry and frustrated. Instead, I have the time, the energy, and the motivation to go into the office on Saturday and Sunday to study. The more I study the more I enjoy my job. I was there from 6:30 to 11:30 this a.m. and had a great time.
So, ask and you may receive. That can backfire, but when financially independent with an unsustainable work schedule that's ok.
I think as one hits one's 60s one also realises that the clock is ticking down. We knew a woman who was still travelling the world in her early 90s (towing around a suitcase that must have been 50 years old). But one sees the terrible toll of infirmity, cancer, dementia really beginning to hit in one's peer group.
Statistics: Posted by TheNightsToCome — Sun Jan 28, 2024 9:37 am — Replies 282 — Views 21737