Prices to Pay
Posted on October 17, 2005 - Filed Under Philosophy |
Before I begin today, I wanted to share this with you.
Somethings are pretty cool. A friend of mine sent me this link that is quite cool. The author has one of those contraptions where there’s a book you move and a secret compartment opens up. Click here to see it. It’s quite cool! And appropriately, he uses a Sherlock Holmes book for the lever.
I’d call that the ultimate in home repair.
Months ago, I decided that when the houses were done that I would go on a much needed vacation. Or a much deserved vacation. And, for those that know me well, that vacation met going across the pond to France.
This isn’t the first vacation I had planned since purchasing these houses. I had some good friends move to New York City and I desparately wanted to go and check out their new digs.
Neither one happened.
My mentor warned me when I started this journey that the goals I wanted to achieve would come at a price. Nothing is free and you know, he’s right. I, along with many others, consider myself very lucky to have these houses. And I refuse to let this opportunity slip through my fingers. And because of that, sacrifices are being given.
I’m forced to wonder how many more sacrifices I will have to make along this path. I know what the alternatives are and I don’t like them. I haven’t liked them in years. Ultimately one has to ask themselves if the feelings of oneself are more important than the feelings of others. How do you weigh those? How do you choose? At what point do you say "Enough with everyone else. I have to take care of myself." So does that mean that I’m being selfish?
Those types of sacrifices are only the beginning. What about the internal sacrifices? The promises that we make to ourselves? Those lines that we vowed to never, ever cross and now those lines are nothing but mere smudges in the sand.
Example: I do not consider myself to be a racist. However with the episodes of Mean Grandma and 40 ouncer, I am really hesitant to rent to another hispanic family. Everyone tells me that renting to hispanics is the worse. Do I not have proof before me that they are correct? After reading up on all the legal issues surrounding tenants, am I willing to take a chance and rent to another hispanic family based on what happened last time?
No, this isn’t me hesitating. Just reflecting. Today, the rain seems appropriate because it accurately describes my mood. Somber and depressed. I know it will pass but I’ve already paid a price for all this. I’m hoping I see some return very shortly.
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