I don’t like the word retirement in any of it’s many uses. Retirement community, retirement savings, retirement income – to me they all sound a little too final, like something that happens just before one dies. I do like the thought of a retread, you know, the thing they do to tires to give them a new exterior and more useful life.
I’m kind of in retreadment now. Since November I’ve traveled a lot (no financial income), left my nearly full-time employment (no financial income) and have been sampling life at home (no financial income). I’m spending a lot more time thinking about, you guessed it, no financial income.
My thought going into the grocery store is now “how can I get in there and out again with only the things on my list?”.
My thought looking at the phone bill is “maybe I don’t need to pay to read email on my phone all the time”.
Thinking of the next meal “there’s probably something in the freezer that I need to use”.
At the gas pump I’m thinking “thank you Lord that I have a tank that only costs $35 to fill and gives me 500 miles of travel.”
At the first of every month I’m thinking “is there enough in the account to make that car payment?”
I’m not exactly to the point of worrying, because I do believe in God’s promise to supply my needs. However I am used to having a lot more than what I need. I’m realizing that the retreadment life is going to be a combination of creative saving, creative spending and creative cutting back/cutting out. And I need to think about what new work (the retread part) will fit my energy, ability and calling.