<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>IRMAA on Sunday Evening Review</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/irmaa/</link><description>Recent content in IRMAA on Sunday Evening Review</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 06:00:00 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/irmaa/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Best Part-Time Jobs for Retirees: The Financial Reality Nobody Writes About</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/money/best-part-time-jobs-for-retirees/</link><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2026 06:00:00 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://sundayeveningreview.com/money/best-part-time-jobs-for-retirees/</guid><description>&lt;p>Dennis Schwartz called me last September, eight months into a retirement he&amp;rsquo;d planned for six years. He was sixty-four, healthy, and bored in a way he hadn&amp;rsquo;t expected. He&amp;rsquo;d spent thirty-one years in supply chain management at a manufacturer in Green Bay, done everything right, and arrived at retirement with $680,000 in a 401(k), a pension paying $1,840 a month, and Social Security he&amp;rsquo;d started collecting at sixty-three.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>He&amp;rsquo;d built a deck. Painted two rooms. Started watching television in the afternoons, which bothered him considerably. A hardware store two miles from his house had posted for a part-time assistant manager. Thirty hours a week, roughly $34,000 a year. He&amp;rsquo;d worked in a hardware store as a teenager. He liked the work, liked the people, and called me to say he was taking the job.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>