I have long believed that taking someone into your home and giving them a meal is one of the kindest and most luxurious things you can do. The world is a noisy, busy place.
We are all involved in our own little dramas. And the act of being invited in from the cold (even when it’s hot!) is a true delight. To be treated kindly, to be fed is a luxury of the highest order.
Today, I wanted to share an interview I had with a millionaire who has just retired. I wanted us to see how she thinks, how she lives, what she does. I hope it gives you some perspective about your life, your retirement savings and your relationship to money.
International moving is not for sissies! It’s a jolt to every cell in your body. I know – I just did a reverse commute!
All you ever hear from people is how much weight they gained during their cruise. “The food was so good,” they groan. They ate like crazy and now they have to diet.
Well, I’m here to report that I went on a cruise and lost weight. Hah!
If I read one more article about downsizing and decluttering, I think I’ll scream. At first it was refreshingly liberating, this KonMari method of asking, “Does this item bring me joy?” – yes, you’re in; no you’re out. Boom!
“I don’t need it. I don’t want it. I’m not gonna buy it.” Say it three times and walk away. Say it and feel fabulous. You’re a part of a new anti-consumerism movement that will help you feel like a millionaire.
I was going to title this piece, “How to Decorate Like a Millionaire,” but of course, there’s no one way a millionaire decorates! Look through the upscale shelter mags and I bet you’ll comment on the questionable taste in some of the most expensive homes featured.
Welcome to another installment of my “living like a millionaire on a retirement budget” series. No matter what our financial situation, we all have budgets. Living beautifully — or luxuriously can hinge on changing a perception or making an attitude adjustment.
Being sick is never fun. There are two schools of being ill: “Stop the world I want to get off,” (that’s me) or the stoic, “It’s nothing,” and carry on. I don’t know how the “it’s nothing” people do it. My body and soul say, Arthur Miller style, “Attention must be paid.”
Recently, I wrote an article about being single and feeling fabulous about it. The response was enormous and the comments were enlightening!