Suspicious of my good fortune

Sunday wasn't what I'd call exciting. We did more work on the old townhouse to prepare it for being sold and/or rented (though I really do want to sell it). I signed a contract with a realtor, and she seems to think that I can get my sales price, so here's hoping.

If this sells and I'm able to do what I want with that money, I'll really feel like a fortunate person. If it doesn't sell and I'm forced to be a landlord, then I won't feel cursed or anything...I'll just feel less lucky. Make no mistake -- right now I fell pretty frickin' lucky. So much so that I fear I'm tempting fate.

The major problem with my being a landlord is that I'm a total soft touch. I will dig in my heels on some things, but I'm very forgiving of people and I tend to trust people when I shouldn't. I'm afraid that translates into my getting screwed as a landlord.

I'm sure that to the reader, it seems like we're just rolling in money and that we're incredibly lucky. Really, we're just coasting on the great NoVA economy. We do realize that this can't go on forever, which is why we want to sell the house now so that we won't be so overextended in terms of debt. If we can get into a position where we don't have any consumer or car debt, I figure we're as prepared as we can be for an economic-based set back.

Besides, if we ever want to have children (and we do), we need to get set up so that I don't have to work. It's always possible that I'll get mind-numbingly bored by being at home all the time, but I sincerely doubt it -- I know how much work a child and two houses will be and I think I'll enjoy it if I have the right attitude. If I need to work for monetary reasons or because I feel like my brain is going to atrophy, then I'll cross that bridge should it appear in front of me.

See, I'm not a believer in day care. Tino and I were both raised by our mothers (and grandmothers) and we both think it's very important to raise your own kids. And, of course, I don't think that we'd want to give up that much control over our children's lives. We have some very specific ideas about how things should be done, and they may even involve home schooling. I know that I'm willing to make some sacrifices to raise decent human beings. If you choose to perpetuate the species, it has to be your number one priority if you want to do it right. Unlike a lot of Americans (apparently), I'm not willing to have the gubmint raise my children.

I hope the money &diety continues to smile upon us all, of course, making our plans and dreams possible, but the boyscout motto serves one well.