Ping Pong Ball

I feel like I am bouncing between work, school, sleep, work, school, sleep. Somewhere in there, Paul and I debate about the limit offer that we would present to the seller of the house we are interested in.

We got the expenses yesterday, which is great. We are going to talk with our Rich Dad Coach about everything tonight, to hopefully get some more insight and ideas about strategy. Once we have that conversation, I think we will be ready to present an offer tomorrow. Best case, is the seller will think about it over the weekend (while we pray!) and accept on Monday.

Then we can get all the mortgage hoops out of the way and move on and in! That, of course, is the best case scenario.

The contingency plan, if this does not work out, is to rent month to month until we find something that works.

And now...the work question. I want to be off until September 1st, so we can travel, paint, move in to our new home and generally get adjusted to New Haven -- where is the supermarket, for example.

From there, I have ruled out teaching. From speaking with other teachers it sounds emotionally and physically draining, and that is not my focus at this point. My inspiration is from Jay-Z:

Go with what makes sense
Since
I know what I'm up against
We as rappers (real estate investors) must decide what's most important
And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back
To me that's the win, win.

Now I realize that there are a lot of people who are not wealthy and help the poor - I am one of them too. But, looking at Bill and Melinda Gates, or Warren Buffett, how much more can you help others once you have built wealth.

So anyway, teaching is out. I would love to find something that I can do on a contract basis, or even remotely, so as we wander around the country and world during the summers that Paul is in law school, I have something I can step away from, and return to.

Everything, it seems, works out the way it is supposed to.