/>If life is a restaurant menu, then dessert is as much a part of life as broccoli. When I was young, dessert was everything – the culmination of life's banquet. When I was in college, dessert was the only thing, as life was a happening and it was happening now (What was the future, anyway?). When I matured and was considered an adult, dessert was what one had at birthdays and all the holidays. Now dessert comes, and as good as it looks, it doesn't fit the diet. That is, if I wish to continue to fit in my pants.
Two nights ago I had dessert, not a piece of the dessert, not a dessert that my wife and I shared, but an entire dessert of my own. The next day nothing seemed right, or really went right. I was bemoaning the fact that I couldn't believe I had dessert when my wife spoke this gem of advice: "Sometimes you need to have the fruit tart". I might as well confess to all of it while I am baring my soul... I also played golf that morning as the guest of a fellow mortgage banker and didn't get to work until noon. That's it; it is all out in the open.
Mr. Rigorous Schedule had sliced and diced it twice in one day.
That is not me, or the way I live. I work at least six days a week, to some extent, and really watch what I eat. I have found over the last five years that I don't even have to eat something that tastes good and is bad for me to add a pound or two. I can just look at it and the damage is done. It has to do with my metabolism and it is called life (As soon as I finish writing this piece, I am taking my dog and going for a 3 mile run).
I bring up this little bit of trivia to show you that everyone, without exception, deviates from the path they wish to follow all through their life. A pilot friend told me that a plane is off course about 99% of the flight and is constantly being adjusted back on course until it arrives at its destination. Every business plan is constantly reviewed and adjusted to keep the goals in site and journey successful. That doesn't mean that the daily operation is always smooth and that the goals are reached without any problems. It means that for every step backwards, an effort is made to go several steps forward.
My wife and I began a journey on the road to financial freedom over a decade ago that included the buying and rehabbing of homes. I had rehabbed commercial buildings for a decade until the Savings and Loans went under (in the middle to late 80's) and almost took me with them. It had been more than a vocation, as it always fascinated me to take something old and make it new, and the thought of doing it with houses was exciting. So we began.