Well the top of the house numbers did not work out as I had anticipated. My CPA did not deliver the quintuple digit refund I was expecting. After working so hard, I wonder when this will ever end. I mean, isn’t it a drag going into work day in and day out? I watch people peeling off into retirement in their sixties. Really? Another thirty years of this? My home will turn me a profit if I sell it, but that can maybe buy me a brand new Lexus.
Then there are kids and private school and braces. Shit!
A friend of mine said her parents couldn’t afford to retire in the U.S. so they went back to Mexico. Habla ingles? Where do I sign up?
Another friend of mine started up his own company. He paid himself a nice salary, expensed everything to the company. All was good in his world until a new CEO took over and dropped his salary back down to a very low six figures. Now he goes dutch on dates, which he admits. “Look, unless we’re going to Sizzler’s, I can’t afford it.”
What’s it going to take? Real estate? No. Entrepreneurship? No. Cutting coupons? Hell no.