End of Year Bittersweet for this Real Estate Investor
Roger Ellis was the vice principal of my high school. He was firm, but fair. I know this because I spent a lot of time in his office.
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Apparently, Mr. Ellis had a problem with me parking in spaces reserved for teachers. This made no sense to me. I took an off-campus class in the morning and arrived to school two hours after it began. All of the teachers were already in their classrooms. If there were empty teacher parking spaces then why couldn’t use one?
I guess you could say that I had a little trouble with authority. The bottom line is I didn’t like being told what I could and couldn’t do. This is a big reason why I became a business owner – no one to boss me around anymore.
Or so I thought. The end of the year is always bittersweet for me. Bitter because the year’s end means tax preparation for the IRS – AND Realtor licensing renewal with the state – AND local and national Realtor fees are due. It feels like everyone is telling me what to do.
But here’s the sweet part – this real estate gig has allowed me the freedom to drop my two daughters off at the bus stop, and pick them up, whenever I want. I take my oldest to karate practice twice a week. I was there when both of my girls were born and I’ve never missed any of their birthdays. I taught them both how to ride a bike. I go on their school field trips. Together we wash the car, do the laundry, watch movies and play games. And for all of this I’m extremely grateful.
I ran into Mr. Ellis at the airport about 10 years ago. He was waiting at the gate for his daughter to get off a plane. After catching up he asked me, “where did you park?” I promised him it was in a legal space. After all, detention is much easier to get out of than a parking ticket.