Taking the Wheel
Posted on June 20, 2005 - Filed Under Philosophy |
I remember the first time my dad let me drive a snow-mobile. I was terrified. But I grabbed the handle-bar and punched the gas. I nearly wiped out but at least I was driving. After a few minutes, my hands were glued to the throttle and you couldn’t get me off that beautiful machine to save your life.
I remember the first time I drove a four-wheeler. I was scared out of my mind. But I figured that it was no different than a snow-mobile. So I punched the gas and away I went. My parents weren’t too happy when I called them and told them that I had run out of gas 3 hours later, 10 miles from home.
I remember the first time my mom took me driving in a car. It was a full-size, 1980 Chevrolet Malibu. I was really flipping out. I had never handled something that big before. But, I got into the driver’s seat and took the wheel. After a while, I relaxed and started to enjoy this taste of freedom.
Now here I am again. I am getting ready for my first time at owning investment property. I’m going to be an investor. I’m a little freaked out because I’ve never been entrusted with so much money before. This property isn’t cheap. But these people I’m working, they believe that I am ready.
I’m curious as to whether I’m going to be this excited when I go after my next piece of real estate.
I can only hope.
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