I'm sure I've mentioned it here a time or two, but I'll say it again: I was wired to be a stay-at-home mom. It is truly my dream job.
So, when we had a financial advisor dude come over tonight to talk about grown-up stuff like retirement and he asked us "At what age would you like to retire?", I was all, "Well...I turn 40 in a couple of weeks. So...40?"
I'm not quite sure that was exactly the answer he was looking for.
In any event, I guess it's good that we're planning so that someday we CAN actually retire, right? And then he asked us stuff like "what do we want to do when we're retired" and you know what? I couldn't really come up with anything more concrete than, "Not work?".
We are headed to Colorado in a few weeks to go skiing...what better way to celebrate "The Old Age of Youth" than to send yourself careening down a mountain on a couple of plastic sticks strapped to your feet? The good news is, Mr. Financial Planner Dude talked about how great skiing in Colorado is, so I'm looking forward to seeing how much I can actually trust the guy. Great skiing advice certainly equates to great financial advice, right? ;)
That's what I thought.
I am, however, slightly concerned about how much time the Mr. and I will actually spend together though...he keeps talking about "the back bowls" and I'm all "what's wrong with the bunny hills?" I think our ideas of skiing differ just a bit...I'm all for a nicely groomed loooooooooooong, meandering ski run and he's looking for fresh powder to knees. Should be interesting!
But what I'm really looking forward to is some good quality time with this handsome fella of mine. And some fresh mountain air isn't gonna hurt, either!
Good night my friends...tomorrow is a long a day!
See you tomor...see you soon! (I've learned my lesson that isn't gonna be an everyday thing but more of a "more often than not" thing!)