Foreclosure.
I know what you are going to say.
You’ll say, “Of course.”
But I was shocked.
Our constant-TV-watching-renting-to-the-naked-neighbor neighbors have foreclosed on the house next door.
(Ok, now you can say your ironic, “Of course”)
All the cars? Their massive television?? The constant television watching?? The huge ass diamond?? The designer clothing?? The revolving UPS deliveries?
They took out a $400,000 mortgage on their 100-year old house and a $100,000 home equity loan before they moved to their new 6,000 square foot house.? They did the same there.
Last week, they declared bankruptcy and moved to the Florida Keys.
I guess that’s what you get when you work in the mortgage industy.
We used to be a little jealous of them.
- They completely remodeled their house while we stumble along one item at a time.
- They have five brand new cars while we have one car that we mostly don’t drive.? (We ride our bikes a lot.)
- They mostly didn’t work (hence the television watching) while we really work (mostly because we love what we do).
- Except for friends? They had every single thing you can think of.
If I could just rid myself of the value of paying things off, living with in my means, saving for the future, I too could live like our neighbors.
I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t tempted.
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