Aug 22, 2005 16:39
A duplex went showed up on the MLS on sat, by sun there were 5 offers on it - one for cash, 5% above asking. Things are getting crazy. I hate to miss out on it, but rental's are high maintenance investments anyway. But there was one positive, it inspired a dream where I went back to the house where I was born and bought the house across the street to flip.
The best part of this dream is that I couldn't remember much of that time (my memory sucks), but the dream brought it back.
I remembered the weed jungle across the street. Some people bought the house and hired my bro & I to clear it out. I remember the gigantic beetle that landed on my shoulder as I was hacking at this 10 foot high weed (how many 8 year olds have paying jobs these days?)
Other memories from those days brought back:
Getting my cardboard crown from Burger King as a prize for beating Roy in a race to climb over Johnny's fence (right where our camper parking was).
-Riding my Cheetah (coolest manual powered vehicle, ever) down the tiny hill in the side walk in front of the neighbor's yellow house.
-Sitting on the curb with a pretty girl (I think she was my baby sitter). I was so small the curb was a perfect seat for me, but I think my sis was around, too. The girl was tan and had blue shorts and a maroon T shirt.
-Having a flower bud fight in front of Johnny's house. I think my bro was on a bicycle, but I was still on foot.
-Rescuing my sister from the swing set (she was hanging 8 inches above the ground, and afraid to let go.
I'll have to think of more later...
me,
diary,
haha