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Jesus. Took the wife to the coast for an overnight trip. I almost need to take another "sick day" to recover from the one I already took.
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Do not become house poor. Let me repeat that, do not become house poor. One more time. Do not become house poor.

Otis, people raised kids in 1,200 sq ft ranches and had wonderful lives. You don't need 4,000 sq ft. Build your wealth (assets) before committing to a huge monthly nut.

Read this article - it's about the high income suburban trend of living paycheck to paycheck.

http://m.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2014/03/are-the-suburbs-making-people-live-paycheck-to-paycheck/284586/
:goodposting: :goodposting: :goodposting:

Those calculators seem to ignore you may want to do something like take a vacation, save money for college or eat.

I often wish I we were raising the boys in my very first house which was 750 square foot, 1 bath. They are so damned spoiled now when it comes to living accommodations. I don't feel like I've done them any favors in this regard.

 
2nd biggest mistake I ever made was buying a house I could "afford."

You guys have a bedroom, each of the girls has a bedroom. When you have a 3rd, buy a bunk bed. They'll be fine. It'll probably even be good for them to share a bedroom. Take whatever you were going to spend, and pay the house off faster so you can go hang your own shingle.

edit: full disclosure: I'm kind of an idiot

 
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Oats, I'm not sure why I'm typing this because I'm fairly sure you will have closed on a house, yet to be mentioned, before I finish typing this.

The appreciation will be on paper, you will have to pay those taxes with real money.

What does your wife want?

You don't have to do the remodel for 3-4 years or ever, if you don't want to.

Why on earth do you need/want 6br? More terrorists?

Having a pool is a pain in the ###, can't imagine having one where it freezes.

When are you moving to Denver/Seattle?

 
Oats, I'm not sure why I'm typing this because I'm fairly sure you will have closed on a house, yet to be mentioned, before I finish typing this.

The appreciation will be on paper, you will have to pay those taxes with real money.

What does your wife want?

You don't have to do the remodel for 3-4 years or ever, if you don't want to.

Why on earth do you need/want 6br? More terrorists?

Having a pool is a pain in the ###, can't imagine having one where it freezes.

When are you moving to Denver/Seattle?
All fair points. I'm suggesting to the wife we casually look at houses in the coming months, talk to real estate folks, but plan to stand down on selling our house until next August.

Unless there is something too awesome to pass up.

 
Oats, I'm not sure why I'm typing this because I'm fairly sure you will have closed on a house, yet to be mentioned, before I finish typing this.

The appreciation will be on paper, you will have to pay those taxes with real money.

What does your wife want?

You don't have to do the remodel for 3-4 years or ever, if you don't want to.

Why on earth do you need/want 6br? More terrorists?

Having a pool is a pain in the ###, can't imagine having one where it freezes.

When are you moving to Denver/Seattle?
All fair points. I'm suggesting to the wife we casually look at houses in the coming months, talk to real estate folks, but plan to stand down on selling our house until next August.

Unless there is something too awesome to pass up.
Moth to a flame GB. O/U that you close on house is set at 6 mths.
 
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The boys are on Spring Break since Mrs. SLB is working, that gives me the mornings to spend with them. So lucky them, they get to go on my walk. We maybe did 3 miles today. What sucks is there is tons of construction so going on around us so a lot of sidewalks have been removed. The only option is to walk in the grass on certain stretches to get around the construction.

Now this is no big deal when it's dry but suxor when it's wet. Or when your youngest son is with you and despite telling him three times, he won't listen and stay the #### away from the road. Not five minutes after I told him the third time, he's back walking on the curb. Then he falls, on his feet, but into the street. The "shoulder" is about 18 whole inches. Oh and there are cars coming. Thankfully the car was paying attention and went to weave out of the way and I grabbed him by the coat and yanked him to safety.

I'm still holding his coat and very sternly talking to him about listening to me and how he almost got really hurt or worse because he didn't. We're close to a stop light and there are 6-7 cars right next to us now and it occurs to me that this probably doesn't look good but I needed to put the fear of Bob into my son. Plus I looked a lot like the Unibomber which surely isn't helping how some might perceive the situation. That's when Estelle Costanza pulls up and begins honking her horn and waving her finger at me. I walk over to her passenger door and give her the universal sign for "roll your window down" so I can at least explain to this broad what happened. Instead of rolling the window down, she decided to give me the finger. :mellow: I'm not going to get into it with some stupid whore so I just yell "go #### yourself #####" gave her a hand wave and walked away with the boys and dog. She was brave enough to honk a couple of more times but I didn't give her the satisfaction of turning around to acknowledge her.

I hate some people.

 
Bob, do you have the opposite problem I do with my sideburns? Like, do you realize after a week or two that your beard is creeping up your head, and you have to do a serious evening out? I have to do that with my sideburns all the time when they creep down my face.

I've been wondering about this.

 
So she honked, yelled and flipped you off to teach you a lesson about how you should be communicating with your children. Makes about as much sense as the guy who punched his kid to teach him not to punch another kid.

 
Do not become house poor. Let me repeat that, do not become house poor. One more time. Do not become house poor.

Otis, people raised kids in 1,200 sq ft ranches and had wonderful lives. You don't need 4,000 sq ft. Build your wealth (assets) before committing to a huge monthly nut.

Read this article - it's about the high income suburban trend of living paycheck to paycheck.

http://m.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2014/03/are-the-suburbs-making-people-live-paycheck-to-paycheck/284586/
:goodposting: :goodposting: :goodposting:

Those calculators seem to ignore you may want to do something like take a vacation, save money for college or eat.

I often wish I we were raising the boys in my very first house which was 750 square foot, 1 bath. They are so damned spoiled now when it comes to living accommodations. I don't feel like I've done them any favors in this regard.
Good posting.

I live in one of the two or three most expensive neighborhoods in round rock on half an acre, cul de sac, with a backyard that backs up to ranch land. And I still can't remember why we left out first house in an older neighborhood and significantly smaller mortgage payment.

 
The boys are on Spring Break since Mrs. SLB is working, that gives me the mornings to spend with them. So lucky them, they get to go on my walk. We maybe did 3 miles today. What sucks is there is tons of construction so going on around us so a lot of sidewalks have been removed. The only option is to walk in the grass on certain stretches to get around the construction.

Now this is no big deal when it's dry but suxor when it's wet. Or when your youngest son is with you and despite telling him three times, he won't listen and stay the #### away from the road. Not five minutes after I told him the third time, he's back walking on the curb. Then he falls, on his feet, but into the street. The "shoulder" is about 18 whole inches. Oh and there are cars coming. Thankfully the car was paying attention and went to weave out of the way and I grabbed him by the coat and yanked him to safety.

I'm still holding his coat and very sternly talking to him about listening to me and how he almost got really hurt or worse because he didn't. We're close to a stop light and there are 6-7 cars right next to us now and it occurs to me that this probably doesn't look good but I needed to put the fear of Bob into my son. Plus I looked a lot like the Unibomber which surely isn't helping how some might perceive the situation. That's when Estelle Costanza pulls up and begins honking her horn and waving her finger at me. I walk over to her passenger door and give her the universal sign for "roll your window down" so I can at least explain to this broad what happened. Instead of rolling the window down, she decided to give me the finger. :mellow: I'm not going to get into it with some stupid whore so I just yell "go #### yourself #####" gave her a hand wave and walked away with the boys and dog. She was brave enough to honk a couple of more times but I didn't give her the satisfaction of turning around to acknowledge her.

I hate some people.
You mooned her, right?

 
The boys are on Spring Break since Mrs. SLB is working, that gives me the mornings to spend with them. So lucky them, they get to go on my walk. We maybe did 3 miles today. What sucks is there is tons of construction so going on around us so a lot of sidewalks have been removed. The only option is to walk in the grass on certain stretches to get around the construction.

Now this is no big deal when it's dry but suxor when it's wet. Or when your youngest son is with you and despite telling him three times, he won't listen and stay the #### away from the road. Not five minutes after I told him the third time, he's back walking on the curb. Then he falls, on his feet, but into the street. The "shoulder" is about 18 whole inches. Oh and there are cars coming. Thankfully the car was paying attention and went to weave out of the way and I grabbed him by the coat and yanked him to safety.

I'm still holding his coat and very sternly talking to him about listening to me and how he almost got really hurt or worse because he didn't. We're close to a stop light and there are 6-7 cars right next to us now and it occurs to me that this probably doesn't look good but I needed to put the fear of Bob into my son. Plus I looked a lot like the Unibomber which surely isn't helping how some might perceive the situation. That's when Estelle Costanza pulls up and begins honking her horn and waving her finger at me. I walk over to her passenger door and give her the universal sign for "roll your window down" so I can at least explain to this broad what happened. Instead of rolling the window down, she decided to give me the finger. :mellow: I'm not going to get into it with some stupid whore so I just yell "go #### yourself #####" gave her a hand wave and walked away with the boys and dog. She was brave enough to honk a couple of more times but I didn't give her the satisfaction of turning around to acknowledge her.

I hate some people.
Fax your son to me and I'll beat him for you.

 
Wife and I went to the coast on Sunday to enjoy some grown-up beverages.

We were sitting in this queerbait, snooty wine bar that sits on a hill about 50 feet about the main drag. The windows overlook this big public parking lot. We were entertaining ourselves by watching people parking/loading/unloading etc.

These two young guys start packing up this red Subaru. It was obvious that they had just finished surfing. They were busy putting on shoes, t-shirts etc. I told the wife "how much do you want to bet they blaze up before they leave?" Good thing we didn't really bet because they didn't smoke...they hunkered down next to their car and shot-gunned a couple of beers each.

As they started to walk away we noticed that they left a black hoody sitting on top of the car. We then watched them walk across the street to this bar that the wife and I had been to earlier. I kept calling it "48 Flavors" since they claimed to have 48 different microbrews.

About 10 minutes later we see two different young guys come up to the same Subaru. Obviously they were with the first couple of guys. The second pair basically did the same thing as the first pair (except for shotgunning beers) . They gathered up shoes, smokes etc. And they also failed to notice the black hoody still sitting on top of the car. And one of the guys left what looked like a Zippo on top of the car. They also headed to 48 Flavors.

The wife and I left to check out another bar for about an hour. Then we decided to head back to 48 Flavors. On the way we saw that the red Subaru was still in the same spot with both the hoody and the Zippo still sitting on top.

We go up to the bar at 48 flavors and I look around. Sure enough I spot the 4 dude connect to the Subaru at a table in the middle of the bar. I point them out to my wife.

Wife walks over to the table:

Wife: Hey, one of you guys own a red Subaru?

Dude 1: Uh...I do.

Wife: You guys know you left a black hoody and a lighter on top of the car?

Dude 1: Whoa...really? How do you know they belong to us?

Wife: We were sitting up at Bella Vino watching you guys through the window. My favorite part was you shotgunning beers.

They all crack up.

Wife: If we'd known you guys were still here I would have grabbed the hoody and worn it in here just to see if you'd notice.

Chorus of modern-day Spicolis: That would have been bad-###! Awesome!

 
Wife and I went to the coast on Sunday to enjoy some grown-up beverages.

We were sitting in this queerbait, snooty wine bar that sits on a hill about 50 feet about the main drag. The windows overlook this big public parking lot. We were entertaining ourselves by watching people parking/loading/unloading etc.

These two young guys start packing up this red Subaru. It was obvious that they had just finished surfing. They were busy putting on shoes, t-shirts etc. I told the wife "how much do you want to bet they blaze up before they leave?" Good thing we didn't really bet because they didn't smoke...they hunkered down next to their car and shot-gunned a couple of beers each.

As they started to walk away we noticed that they left a black hoody sitting on top of the car. We then watched them walk across the street to this bar that the wife and I had been to earlier. I kept calling it "48 Flavors" since they claimed to have 48 different microbrews.

About 10 minutes later we see two different young guys come up to the same Subaru. Obviously they were with the first couple of guys. The second pair basically did the same thing as the first pair (except for shotgunning beers) . They gathered up shoes, smokes etc. And they also failed to notice the black hoody still sitting on top of the car. And one of the guys left what looked like a Zippo on top of the car. They also headed to 48 Flavors.

The wife and I left to check out another bar for about an hour. Then we decided to head back to 48 Flavors. On the way we saw that the red Subaru was still in the same spot with both the hoody and the Zippo still sitting on top.

We go up to the bar at 48 flavors and I look around. Sure enough I spot the 4 dude connect to the Subaru at a table in the middle of the bar. I point them out to my wife.

Wife walks over to the table:

Wife: Hey, one of you guys own a red Subaru?

Dude 1: Uh...I do.

Wife: You guys know you left a black hoody and a lighter on top of the car?

Dude 1: Whoa...really? How do you know they belong to us?

Wife: We were sitting up at Bella Vino watching you guys through the window. My favorite part was you shotgunning beers.

They all crack up.

Wife: If we'd known you guys were still here I would have grabbed the hoody and worn it in here just to see if you'd notice.

Chorus of modern-day Spicolis: That would have been bad-###! Awesome!
If... :coffee:

 

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