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<< If you live in a poor neighbourhood no one will laugh at you there, as they are all poor. >>
Actually, if you drive around some of the impoverished areas I'm near, its common to see a $50,000 Cadillac parked in font of a run-down house that is worth maybe $30,000. The kind of car you drive is a popular measure of one's worth or prestige no matter what your socio-economic status. That doesn't mean you "must" embrace this popular measure of prestige or 'image'. Again, its a choice of priorities. What's more important, impressing the neighbors or the security of knowing you can retire comfortably when you reach the average retirement age?
Short story: Two brothers, both employed in the same industry, both made the same amount of money, both with comparable families. One brother bought modest vehicles and drove them until the body distintegrated away from the frame due to rust. He had modest tastes in everything, bought his clothes from discount stores, drank only on rare occasion, took simple vacations once every few years, rejected lottery tickets as a retirement plan, saved his money and put them into IRA's (at the time, what is known today as "traditional" IRA was the only IRA available), bought some blue chip stocks when he could afford to, packed his lunch every day and ate at restaurants infrequently, did most of the work on his home and vehicles himself, always looked for better deals instead of impulse buying, etc.
The other brother bought new cars every 4 to 5 years, and trucks, oooo gotta have a new 4x4 truck every 3 years, a Harley, oooo gotta have a fishing boat! He took vacations every year, was fond of going to the casinos an average of twice per year and liked to party it up or go fishing (aka "party") on the weekends, always paid to have any repairs done instead of doing it himself, never looked for a bargain, blew his money on whatever he wanted, and relied completely on his company-provided pension for retirement. He also liked to poke fun of his brother and his conservative ways. Every new "toy" he bought, he had to stop at his brother's house to gloat and show off.
Guess which brother was completely dumbfounded at how the other brother could afford to pay off his home early, retire at 60, move to California and build a brand new home? Not a fictional story, this is the true story of my father and his brother; my father being the more conservative of the two. But, it just as well may be the story of tens of millions of Americans.
Guess who is laughing now?? >>
That is a very good story and one that does have a "moral" to it. However (I need to play Devil's Advocate here...)
I have a company pension that I'm relying on for retirement. I also have Mutual Funds that I invest in every month (they are not doing too well now, but I don't thing anyone's investments are doing well now. 🙁)
I would love to retire at 50 or even 55...but that won't happen. I'm not a "professional" ala a doctor or lawyer. I'm a working stiff. I want to enjoy my life NOW, while I'm still young and my bones wont' snap if I go waterskiing or something.
I have gone the route of the crapped-out, paid off car. It's a money pit. Stuff breaks, you pay out the butt for parts and repairs. My truck payment is outrageous. However, it's what I WANTED and I have a full warranty. No worries about repairs for the next 10 years. 🙂
I also have a motorcycle, a few computers, lots of power tools (gotta have power tools!) and my pets (snakes)
Do I need all that? Of course not. But, why deny myself the things I love? I'm saving for the future, little by little and I'm enjoying myself now.
Maybe I'm a little too controlled by my "ID", heck, my ID runs my life...but I've got my toys. I've got my reliable primary transportation and saving for the future. CARPE DIEM!!!! 😀
EDIT:
One thing I forgot to mention. I don't make all that much, so to afford the lifestyle I like, I work two jobs. Have worked two jobs since 1995, actually. Nobody hands you anything in this world (unless you're a rich kid...bastard!) so you must work for what you want. 🙂