Well, dammit, that's simply unacceptable. Only $900K/year? How can I endure these ridiculous spending cuts on life's essentials?!?
First thing tomorrow morning I'm going to have the chauffeur polish up the ol' Bentley, alert the butler & valet to lay out my best shorts & t-shirt, and proceed smartly to the family banking staff with stern instructions for them to spiff up our portfolio. Life is just simply not worth living with only one yacht, and those Waikiki berths won't pay for themselves-- to say nothing of the diesel fuel, sunscreen, masseuses, and helicopter flight hours for our annual Great Barrier Reef cruise. Why, we might have to cut back to only four weeks instead of eight!
Then I'm going to seek out a first-edition copy of a "Passionate Saver" (or something-or-other title like that) volume for my estate library. That feller may be able to teach a thing or two about this safely withdrawing rate, if such a concept really exists. Doesn't sound very manly to me.
Need to pick up a couple more cases of single malt on the way back to the estate, too. We'll just have to make up for it tonight after the polo match with a thinner cut of Kobe beef on the hors d'oeuvres tray. Confound this recession, haven't all of those unemployed people gone back to work yet?