I hate being a landlord

Well, our new tenants called last week and said the water softener wasn't working.

I called a few places and someone came out to look at it today. The estimate to repair it?

$2,200

Argh.

I seriously hate owning a home. I'm not lying. It'd be different, I think, if we lived there and got to enjoy it, but we don't. We keep throwing money at it and never get to see or experience the results.

And, in nearly the same breath as I tell you about a $2,200 expense to repair that (if we decide to do it), I'm going to tell you that I'm off to look at a car right now to possibly buy.

It's nothing special. We'll see how it goes.

So much for that bar to the right of my screen moving anytime soon. Thank God Michael got a new job so we can start tackling that once he gets back.

I plan to workout later today so I'll probably update this tonight.

**Update** Okay, so the car was a bust. That's okay, I'm thinking now of not buying one for a little while. I know, I go back and forth so thanks for coming along for the ride. I would just prefer it Michael was here to make this decision with me.

I went and laid out at the pool for a little while and even fell asleep. I came home and scheduled a massage for 6 pm. I can't wait! I'm going to have her massage my calves really well- after all, I have a half-marathon in less than a month and currently, I can't run 3 miles without getting calf cramps. No good.

Peace out.
kelsalynn