What would you do if you knew something really good was going to happen to you in the year 2019? However, there are no guarantees... the prize may not be there (if the economy and stock market collapse) and furthermore you could not be there- should you collapse of a heart attack or cancer or blown tire or chicken bone in the throat...
I have a generation skipping trust that comes due in 2019. In my dark days when times are tough, I think about that hope, that special lighthouse in the distance that's waiting for me, only me.... The trouble is, that's really far away.
And I've been sort of hoarding and putting my nuts away while my wife free spends and the end result is we have an apt in NYC and a mortgage and yet there is this urge to cut loose from the bonds of reality and start living like a heavy debtor. Why not? Everyone is doing it and if I just make it to 2019 I can start over again.
I suddenly want to buy a 2nd home, a weekend house; it's in incredibly extravagant thing to do if you think about it-- pay over $800,000 for a place you spend weekends at... at the rate I've been quoted... it will be approx be $4,300 extra a month for this privilege, that can be covered thru dividends off the trust & other income from investing...
In essence I could really make a HUGE lifestyle change and possibly blast out of this creative rut- I used to write better and more frequently-- just by taking this giant leap into the mortgage abyss... that very place everyone else is fleeing.... strange. Stoney wants a dreamhouse.... But the psychology of risk must be conquered.... there is safety and then there is sticking your head in the sand and never doing anything. which is me?
To be continued....
I have a generation skipping trust that comes due in 2019. In my dark days when times are tough, I think about that hope, that special lighthouse in the distance that's waiting for me, only me.... The trouble is, that's really far away.
And I've been sort of hoarding and putting my nuts away while my wife free spends and the end result is we have an apt in NYC and a mortgage and yet there is this urge to cut loose from the bonds of reality and start living like a heavy debtor. Why not? Everyone is doing it and if I just make it to 2019 I can start over again.
I suddenly want to buy a 2nd home, a weekend house; it's in incredibly extravagant thing to do if you think about it-- pay over $800,000 for a place you spend weekends at... at the rate I've been quoted... it will be approx be $4,300 extra a month for this privilege, that can be covered thru dividends off the trust & other income from investing...
In essence I could really make a HUGE lifestyle change and possibly blast out of this creative rut- I used to write better and more frequently-- just by taking this giant leap into the mortgage abyss... that very place everyone else is fleeing.... strange. Stoney wants a dreamhouse.... But the psychology of risk must be conquered.... there is safety and then there is sticking your head in the sand and never doing anything. which is me?
To be continued....
