In
the scheme of very important things of the world, a relatively unimportant
event happened over the weekend. This
middle-aged man had a birthday and can now proudly call himself 62-years-young.
I
made it and I’m blessed.
Along
with this magic number 62 comes a new entitlement of being able to start
collecting a monthly Social Security benefit check from the government. I’ve earned it so a natural first impression is
to sign up immediately and start new money rolling into my bank account.
Middle-aged
men who have come of this age know that the benefit amount is reduced when you
start collecting before normal retirement age.
For this middle-aged man, full retirement age is 66 years and 2
months. If I start collecting now, my
benefit would be about 27 percent less than if I waited another 4 years until
full retirement age.
There’s
a greater financial incentive waiting even longer until age 70 at which time my
benefit will be about 32 percent more than what it would be at full retirement
age.
So,
it all boils down to how long we think we’ll live. Who knows is an honest answer so some
guesswork is necessary while this middle-aged man looks carefully to his left
and right crossing a busy street.
Having
weighed all this carefully, over and over, this middle-aged man thinks he’ll
wait a little longer.
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum
2 comments:
Happy Birthday!
Thank you John, enjoy your day.
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