A Tale of Two Downsizers

It is far, far better to willingly downsize your life than to lose everything and to be forced into doing so. I’ve lived the first situation, and have witnessed the second, so I feel that I speak with some authority on this subject.

Someone close to me had a very high income for much of their adult life. I’m talking several hundred thousand dollars annually. Occasionally they would lose their job, which is common in their industry, but they would quickly find another, often at a higher rate of pay, which was also common in their industry.

And so during the 80s and 90s, and for several years after the turn of the century, they lived very well indeed. With houses in two of the five most expensive housing markets in the country, plus land in Hawaii that was going to become the site of their vacation home, they were riding high. There were cruises, expensive cars, designer clothes and shoes, gorgeous furniture….they were living the life they always desired.

Then came a job loss that was not followed by a new job. By then, they were well into their 40s, and soon discovered that getting hired was no longer a sure thing. Before long, one house had to be sold, and then another. The land in Hawaii was sold for a third of its market value. The cars were sold, too, as was the furniture, once a rental townhome became the best possible housing option. But the credit card debt was insurmountable, so bankruptcy ensued.

But they would not give up on getting the dream back again. Even though they own nothing now, they’ve been renting a small place in one of the extremely expensive cities where they once owned a home. They’re working two jobs, and barely surviving. Their sole car is leased, with one year to go. Some of their credit cards are maxed out already; they also owe money to a couple of generous friends and relatives.

I’m very worried about this person, but they laugh off my concerns, even after all they’ve been through. (I could not live with the stress of their lifestyle, and I no longer have the energy to work two jobs, if I ever did.) And with retirement looming around the corner for both of us, I can’t imagine what they’re going to do if they don’t hit it big again (an unlikely event), given their addiction to a pricey lifestyle.

I am grateful for my simple, small house, my paid-off old cars, and having no debts. I don’t know where my husband and I would be today if we hadn’t willingly downsized our lives 11 years ago. I sure wish the person I’ve described here would have done what we did.

(Learn how we and others have proactively downsized our lives in my book, Downsizing Your Life for Freedom, Flexibility and Financial Peace.)