Tea Leaves
Sunday, April 6, 2008 at 02:39PM
Jen

I've always always said that all I ever wanted was a piece of land in a forest. One that was big enough so that if I built a house in the middle then no matter what got thrown up around me, I wouldn't have to be bothered by it.

In a random bored search of the 'net yesterday, I found it.

I mean, I found *IT*. The one.

The one that the profit from the condo would make mine, mortgage free.

Of course, we all know that I'm not financially in a position to buy it without waiting for the lease to run out on my tenant, renovating and then selling the condo - which would put me somewhere in erm... next May.

Unless. Unless this was supposed to be. At this time. If my newly minted real estate agent friend and her boss can work out a way for me to sell it to someone who just wants an investment property for something close to market value, then maybe, just maybe, this is the right time.

Tentative looking-intos are now going on.

Just now, poking about in my horoscopes in a half-assed attempt to justify such a "rash" decision I came across the Tea Leaf Reading site saved in my favorites many moons ago and when I asked it if I were buying this land, this is what it said to me....

Reading No. 38

You are much more likely to regret things not done than things done.

Take the opportunities that are presented to you, and don't be afraid.

Who knows when you will have another chance to climb that particular mountain?

So, I'm putting this here so that I can one day look back on today and see if this happened. It's too early to even know what I'm doing. It's beyond early tentativeness. But overnight, my heart and my mind made the decision.

All I can do is go forward and see what happens.

What's it like? It's 2.25 acres with an ocean view in a 160 acre co-op. That means that 30 shareholders each own roughly 2 acres and collectively hold 100 acres as common land. With a lake. An orchard. Wetlands. Old growth forest.

On the edge of a 350 acre water-access only provincial park. On an island that's only 19 miles long (22 sq miles total) and is home to about a 1,000 people, yet close enough for me to commute a couple days a week to work. If I wanted to.

That's what it's like.

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