Upon awakening from a dream I turned to my husband and he turned to me and said, "Well why not? We are not getting younger. And if we live for many more years, if we don't, we will not have done what we want AND we will just be ten years older! Very like the person that decides to finish college at 65, what difference does it make! I want to do it.
Have you ever done that?
Our decision was to move money from one piece of real estate and invest it in another...our very own fixer upper. At that time I was 74 and my husband was 78. Too old...? Well maybe.
As it turned out our dream was a blessing...and a lot of very hard work...but it was our dream so we just did it. There was really no financial risk and that was good. That is always our one caveat...we only spend what we can afford.
The little townhouse we bought is in Tucson. It was owned by an original owner, had not been updated much but the bones and systems were in good shape.
A friend of mine said when she walked through the semi finished product that for the first time in her life she was actually envious. It was the ultimate compliment.
She too was feeling the "tic toc tic toc". She will be 80 this winter and her husband is 5-6 years older than her. They just bought a much nicer town home near their golf course. Wow! Isn't that wonderful?
The question people is "How late is too late?" or "Is it ever too late?"