Thursday, January 03, 2008

A Grown-Up's Version of a Wet Dream

I had the most amazing dream last night. In my dream, I was riding as a passenger in a car down Foote Avenue here in our lovely city. I was opening my mail when I got to the envelope that contained our new mortgage payment book.

I opened the envelope and flipped open the cover, bracing myself for the financial pain that would be inflicted on me monthly for the next twelve months. Then, my eyes widened in disbelief as I saw the payment listed as $200! $200!! My God!!! I could make double payments every month and be a year ahead on mortgage payments!

Then I woke up.

Our tax bill from the city implies that our tax rate has gone down, but we'll see what the tax levy did to us when we really get our mortgage payment book in the next few weeks.

1 comment:

Mr. Social said...

owning a house sucks.

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