Basically, if I can walk, read, have a coffee, mess about a bit in the garden and learn something interesting, I am set. Don't need anything more than that.
So the other day, we were talking retirement in a group situation. A friend of mine was making a comment about how well I can save, how making so-called sacrifices now, was paying off for me in the long run. I replied with my usual "Oh you know, it doesn't cost much to entertain me, walking, coffee, reading...that's me, happy!". Another person in the group answered, incredulous...
" Yes, but you have to have some fun Franny!"
And that I guess is the crux of this post, she's still scrabbling about working in her mid-sixties, and i'll be retired significantly more quickly. When there's a late 4 or early 5 at the beginning of my age.
I'm not belittling this person, she does exactly what is right for her. But what is right for her, is not right for me. And the presumption that what I do, doesn't constitute fun, is where the difference is. My fun costs pennies, hers costs thousands...(big posh car, overseas holidays...) and that's fine. But one does not "win" over the other, one simply allows different choices at different times. And one of the choices also allows me to walk my neighbourhood, take cool pictures and then post them, doctored, on our blog!