10-10-2020, 05:48 AM
Years ago I had found the perfect place. 10 acres, 7 of pasture. Right at the edge of town with some out buildings. The deal fell through a couple days before signing because the bank backed out-- the house was originally a double wide that had been bricked over and more or less rebuilt, but alas... They didnt want to fund that. I tried to talk the owers down, pointing out that the sum of the parts was less than the asking price, and that if you couldn't finance that house, then it wasn't worth what they wanted. They didn't budge. At first I was pretty bummed. But it was a blessing because later I ended up with my current place just a mile and a half away, with less land but a better view and a small fraction of the debt. Now the place I wanted originally has gone to weeds. They chopped down the enormous trees, piled them up and burned them for no reason. The landscaping has gone pretty wild and the way the house looks in that setting makes me think the bank was 100% right. To imagine making huge payments for that place now-- And to know that if I bought it, I'd have had to watch the place I have now get away, man. You know, the thing about real-estate is that there's so much of it, you can always find another 'one of a kind, perfect' place. I think a lot of people fall in love with a spot and get taken for all they're worth. Being able to walk away like you did shows you're not ones to be ripped off and won't be living with regret.
I don't drink beer, but if I did, I'd prefer Dos Equis. Stay thirsty my friends!