Yesterday I got my annual state of the state of my investments from my finance guy. It has words and charts about how much I have and how long it will last. Making a lot of basic assumptions (like my investments won't all tank forever at once, etc), I can live until I'm 75 without touching the principle that is the foundation of my current income. Actually in two years, I'll start getting social security and reduce the amount I'm taking from my investments so that might even stretch it out to 76 or 77.
I remember so well when the idea of living past the age of 27 seemed pointless. (Seriously. Since at the time we were advised to never trust anyone over the age of 30, I figured why bother even getting there. Ahh youth.)
I honestly have no intention of making it to 75. But, if I do, according to the charts and graphs, my money, at my current spending rate (plus inflation) will only last 30 years after that before it's all gone.
I'm enjoying life at my current spending level. I don't particularly want more and don't feel compelled to live on less. I am more interested in having enough money left to die comfortably than to live longer.
I've been watching Showtime's Time of Death and it's fascinating. I don't think I'm afraid of dying, but I don't think I'm in any position to even know that for sure. I am really interested in how those who are looking at the whites of its eyes feel about the prospect.
Not depressingly but more with curiosity and maybe a little more awareness of my end coming a whole lot sooner than later, I wonder about how old I'll be.