No body seems to have much going on so I thought I would tell my story. I read Egon's post on the joy of fly fishing, and it reminded me of Vickie and I selling houses. We married in 1973 and promptly bought our first "love nest". It needed a few things fixed, so being the handy guy that I am I went to work. The purchase price was 10,000. Not a lot by todays standards, but a fortune to us then. I added a carport, a fireplace, and central heat and air conditioning, and did a good bit of painting and general fixing up. Our payments were 108.00 per months for 10 years and I was sure we couldn't make it so I worked all the overtime I could and did small welding jobs on the side. My Christmas present from Vickie that first year was a Craftsman 235 AC welder.
We lived there for 2 years and then sold it for 19,900.00. I thought we were rich. We then built a new house and our payments were 235.00 for 20 years. Now I was starting to wonder if I was really getting ahead. We lived there almost exactly 1 year and sold it for 49,000.00. Again we made a good profit, so we started on the next new house. I bought a 20 acre tract of land and started on house # 3. When it was finished I suddenly had payments of 425.00 a month for 30 years. I told Vickie I couldn't stand to make any more money on houses, or I wouldn't be able to afford it.
Well, we sold that one also after 4 years. We now had a family of 4, so I bought a 5 acre tract and started on #4. We lived there for 12 years, and both thought it would be our last. The # 1 son went off to college, and it seemed to big and empty, so we sold it and started on #5. I took 8 months of working on it and also had the busiest season ever putting in pools. I should have left well enough alone, but when baby daughter # 2 went off for a higher education, then got a job and bought her own house it seemed to big and empty, so guess what. I sold that house and bought the 7 acres we just finished building on.
Now as all of you are witnesses, I ain't agoing to do it again.
My hands hurt, my back hurts, my knees done bend like they used to, and I can't rest nearly as fast as I used to. This time I know I can't afford to make any more money on houses.
I still have the welder she bought me that first Christmas, and still have the best partner/friend/lover/cook anyone could ever hope to have, some things never change,Later, Nat