LOL! When I remarked in this morning’s squib that this was gonna be one of those days, I wasn’t far off the mark. 😀
Ohhh well. It’s entertaining, anyway.
Strolled up to a favorite store in the nearby shopping center, there to ask the sales clerk if my driver’s license actually is valid. He thought so. However he did suggest I should take it down to the Department of Motor Vehicles and ask them to confirm.
This — ohhhh delight! — will entail a half-hour drive each way, through fine city traffic, and then a wait in line that will consume half of eternity. So….next time I have a collection of hours to kill, I’ll take on that chore. 😀
Hotter than the Hubs of Hades just now, and very damp. So this was perhaps not the best of all possible mornings to engage a walk through the ‘Hood, across a main drag, and into a fairly dreary suburban mall.
BUT…. It was surprisingly entertaining.
This neighborhood, which was firmly middle-class when I moved in here some years ago, is MADLY gentrifying. Oh, my goodness! Almost every house is being fancified in one way or another.
No kidding. Most of the houses have recently been freshly painted. Rooms have been added. Roofs have been redone. Yards have been relandscaped…on and on and on.
And y’know what? If I stay in this place until I croak over — another ten or fifteen years, at the outside — my son is gonna inherit a house that is worth a sh!tload of money!
My shack is paid off. By the time he gets in here, his place probably will be, too — assuming he doesn’t move someplace fancier. So that means that barring a major financial depression, when he gets this house, it’s gonna be a substantial asset. He’ll be able to…well…think of the possibilities!
* Sell both houses (his and mine) and move to San Francisco!
* Rent one house and use the income to pay the mortgage on his house.
* Rent both houses and move to San Francisco…or Hawaii…or Paris…or wherever.
* Retire early, put his feet up, and never work again.
* Start a whole new career in a whole new business.
Or who knows what else?
So…I’m pretty excited for him.
Otherwise…what else to report? Rather little: it’s a hot, muggy, overcast, gray day. Even inside the (madly!) air-conditioned house, it’s dim and stuffy. Even with three table fans aimed at me.
Reclining in the fridge, a handsome slab of fresh salmon awaits the dinner hour. If it’s not raining by then, it can go right on the barbecue. Failing that, I suppose…what??? Well…I’ll think of something then, if I have to.