My parents are financially independent, albeit on the lower end of the scale.

They could easily live comfortably on their state pensions and be completely debt-free if they sold just 70% of their holdings. They could keep both their apartment and summer house without working another day.

They don’t work for the money. Dad works because his DNA is wired with the belief that you have to work. My mother works because she refuses to sit at home waiting for Dad to come home.

They are 78 and 80 years old respectively.

Which makes what I’m about to say even more frustrating.

Until about a year ago, my mother had 100% of her savings sitting in a non-interest-bearing account. For many years now, Dad has received our help with his investments.

The day before yesterday, she casually mentioned that she had “found” another 55,000 kronor she had forgotten about.

To which I exclaimed in pure despair:“Why should you work — but not your damn money?!”

It’s like having a second teenager in the house… except this one is 80 years old and significantly worse with money.

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