(This feels more like a dragon hoard than retirement savings, something that should only form as an incidental byproduct of doing what you actually value, or else under an expectation of an increase in yearly expenses.)
Haha. I didn’t really know what was a reasonable amount to save when I started because I had just gotten my first real job and really had no idea how expensive a lifestyle I might want in the future. But I knew I didn’t want to be poor ever again. So I set a fairly arbitrary goal, spent a few more years living on the poverty-level income I had had before getting a good job so that I could save while it still had lots and lots of time to grow, and now it’s done.
And from a stress/flexibility standpoint I think it was the right decision. I probably don’t have to think about saving ever again, except for fun, so if I want to take a job that is funner but pays less, I have absolute freedom to do that.
And it turns out even having money I can live pretty cheap. There were only a few material things I hated about being poor. The constant stress over money was the real problem most of the time. I don’t enjoy cooking and the food was boring when I couldn’t afford restaurants, so I eat more takeout. And walking 5 miles bc the bus doesn’t go where you want kinda sucks, so I take more cabs/ubers/lyfts.
(This feels more like a dragon hoard than retirement savings, something that should only form as an incidental byproduct of doing what you actually value, or else under an expectation of an increase in yearly expenses.)
Haha. I didn’t really know what was a reasonable amount to save when I started because I had just gotten my first real job and really had no idea how expensive a lifestyle I might want in the future. But I knew I didn’t want to be poor ever again. So I set a fairly arbitrary goal, spent a few more years living on the poverty-level income I had had before getting a good job so that I could save while it still had lots and lots of time to grow, and now it’s done.
And from a stress/flexibility standpoint I think it was the right decision. I probably don’t have to think about saving ever again, except for fun, so if I want to take a job that is funner but pays less, I have absolute freedom to do that.
And it turns out even having money I can live pretty cheap. There were only a few material things I hated about being poor. The constant stress over money was the real problem most of the time. I don’t enjoy cooking and the food was boring when I couldn’t afford restaurants, so I eat more takeout. And walking 5 miles bc the bus doesn’t go where you want kinda sucks, so I take more cabs/ubers/lyfts.