The future seldom turns out like we expect
Hello Fellow Classmates! Hope everyone is doing fine. Figured I'd just do an update. Tomorrow marks my 9-month Anniversary. Last years spending was within the range expected. 2020 YTD is actually below annual projected.
Started 401k distributions under "Rule of 55" and made an annual conversion to a ROTH up to the top of the 12% bracket. The taxes on the distributions (mandatory 20%) should just about cover taxes on the conversion (no taxes).
Took in an Adult House Mate (HM), Brother of DIL, who has Asperger/seizures. Been busy getting DW, HM and myself to DRs appointments, cooking meals, taking care of household chores (cleaning and laundry) and the dogs and cat. Would not be able to do that very well if I was still w*rking.
Haven't found my groove yet. Practically haven't gotten ANYTHING done around the house but it sure is nice waking up without an alarm clock and sitting on the deck with the dogs, surfing the internet and drinking my morning coffee until I feel like coming inside.
I still fuss over my numbers almost daily, wondering if I made the right call. Even with what's going on in the markets, numbers still say I can't spend it all. I even funded DS's ROTH for 2019, booked 3 suites with airfare to Aruba this summer (does this belong in the "Blow That Dough thread"?) and funded 6k to investments (401k distributions not really needed).
Weather is decent so I need to get the garden prepped and start my seedlings. Just wanted to check in. I hope everyone is doing well.
Fellow check-in here. So far, retirement has not turned out like I anticipated.
My first Sunday night of retirement, 5 January 2020, my beloved wife had a bad tumble and broke her right arm and leg. Spent until Wednesday in hospital, trying to figure out why she fell; apparently blacked out with no warning. The next two months I spent tending her round the clock.
The good news is that now she's able to walk again unassisted. She can bathe and dress herself. And as of this past week, she can drive a car again.
Still no idea what caused her to hit the deck. After the whole alphabet soup of EKG, EEG, MRI, etc., the medical establishment found nada. It's nice that they searched for the usual suspects of tumors and clots and fibrillation and seizures, and she's clean on all that. Not so nice that we're going to live under the threat that it may happen again with zero warning.
But she's mostly mended, so now - finally - I can begin migrating toward MY plan. After two months of accomplishing nothing, I've started to get back into an exercise regiment, started fixing some bits and bobs around the house that had gone waiting, and we are resuming the odd "fun" activity. I'm getting more sleep, compensating for five decades of sleep deprivation, which makes me feel surprisingly better throughout the day.
The current market turbulence isn't making me worried so much as it's pi$$ing me off. It's beyond ridiculous: the prospects of giant companies don't change by +/- 5% every d@mn day. Whoever is contributing to it, whether panicky small investors or program-driven fund managers, needs to chill: have a beer, get a massage, go for a hike, get your freak on, whatever it takes to calm you down.
I have no idea what our spending has been. There have been some extraordinary costs associated with DW's injuries, but I don't know how much. We still are on her employee health insurance, and undoubtedly maxed out the yearly out-of-pocket in the first two days.
One curious guilty pleasure has been to hear from my former co-workers that, shortly after my departure, the senior management of my old employer lost its collective mind. The company has rapidly gone from Harvest Mode to Burn-and-Pillage. Competent folks are being thrown overboard with reckless abandon. Jack Welch may have departed, but his spirit reaches out its claws from the Other Side to possess gullible corporate executives. It looks like I escaped the SS Megacorp in the last seaworthy lifeboat. It's a shame for the good people left behind (as well as anybody unfortunate enough to still own the stock) but I say daily prayers of thanks that I'm out of it.