as promised

Sometime after turning 30, things have started to align themselves to push me to start “stepping up to the plate” in a lot of areas of life, so to speak.

I found out a few weeks ago I’m coming into the last portion of the money from my deceased father’s pension. The amount is more than expected. In the past, no plans would have been made, that’s not going to be the case here. Among investigating possible investments and completely paying off all debts, I’m going to do various small things like stop throwing money at renting an apartment and buy a condo for later resale. There’s been a big shift where I’ve suddenly found myself choosing career options, buying real estate, looking at furniture that doesn’t involve cinderblocks and pieces of wood, wearing slacks and dress shirts to work, and weighing serious consequences of future actions. Wasn’t I just screwing off at raves and yelling “live for today” two seconds ago?

I’ve been in a wicked relationship for awhile now that’s caused me to stop and take a serious look at myself and where I’m heading. It’s been successful so far, for the first time since I can remember, if ever.

My time to finish school is running out, part of the future plans have involved seeing how to realistically make my return. The end of August marks 1 full year since quitting all the psych meds, my brain chemistry has done a lot of healing and re-balancing, so I’m looking to pay the university the money I owe them and restart classes in January.

The 240SX is running and is absolutely sick, but there is still too much left to do to feasibly drive it. It’s being shelved until I move into the new place and have a garage. I rented a car this week and am looking to buy a beater pickup truck this weekend as a second car.

I’m actually contemplating parting the car out and selling everything. A stripped, bare metal, street (il)legal race car was a nice novelty but completely impractical and annoying. I may take the parts money and put a down payment on a 2001 IS300, which I’ve seen for $13K. I’m not afraid of a 2001 car as there’s no maintenance I’d be scared to do (I just built a car), and if I play my cards right with the terms of the mortgage I wouldn’t mind having a small car payment. Since I built the 240 and it has run and is ridiculously dope, I’m not calling this unsuccessful and would be able to sleep at night if I walked away from it in October or so.

Anyway, that’s the haps. That, and an internet break for a bit, work has been hectic.