Progress! Wife and I met today over lunch and signed with a real estate agent to list our house for sale! She (the agent) showed us some recent sales in our area, and it seems likely that we might even have a couple of bucks left over in our pockets after we pay off all the debts. Not wealth, you understand, but anything would be nice.
I was humming and whistling all the way back to the office. I mean … our house is nice enough, as houses go (or it would be if we’d ever taken care of it). Really, there’s nothing seriously wrong with it that a little investment and sweat wouldn’t fix. If any of you is looking for a nice fixer-upper or else a place to start a small family, let me put you in touch with our agent.
The only thing is that I never wanted to own a house at all – not really, although I talked myself into it for a little while. But really I went along with buying the place to please Wife, and for nineteen years it’s been a weight on my mind and heart that I had to be responsible for it. And in fact the house deserves better than to be owned by somebody who doesn’t want to own property.
And soon, I won’t any more. Progress.
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