Have you ever bought a house? I don’t recommend it. There is an awful lot of money juggling, people talking, paper signing, decision making to do, and I hate every one of those things. I just don’t feel old enough to own a home. Yesterday I spent an hour reading comic books about Magneto. I once missed everything my wife said at a dinner because I was thinking about Batman. I’m not ready for responsibility. I’m scared of responsibility. In fact, let’s go down a list of my fears.
- Public Speaking
- Not saying something important when in front of people
Oh sure, I try to play it off like I’m scared of being tied down or bound in one location by ownership, but you and I both know I’m really just scared of growing up and being responsible. Ever heard someone say, “I’m so glad I took responsibility for this thing?” I haven’t heard it.
Here is the thing, I discovered part way through this process that between Marissa and I, I am the high maintenance one. She liked everything we saw. I saw the perfect house, and thought “it’s not quite what I wanted.” What I want, of course, doesn’t really exist. I just want a cheap house in an expensive area with a lot of space and stairs that is (and I can’t emphasize this enough) cheap.
We put an offer on a home last night. We got the cheap part at least.