Stop Laughing at Me!
As I look at my wonderfully, detailed spreadsheet of debts and ponder the journey I am on, there is one debt that just laughs at me.
Don’t get me wrong, they all laugh at me, but this particular one is having belly laughs and rolling on the floor. Not because it was from some stupid tax. Not even because it has been around so long it is now a pet, as Dave says.
No, this debt laughs at me since it is my lowest debt, but in the big picture it is so minor. It is the left over of a 2nd mortgage of a rental home. It is less than $1000 and has a very low interest rate. It laughs at me because it knows I would love to pay it off. (And probably should), however my nerd in me needs every penny to drive down these credit cards that have such a high rate and I can barely keep ahead of the interest.
Maybe it is good to keep him around to just remind me of how silly I was to take out seconds on all these rental homes. He is the poster child for rental stupidity.
So I laugh at you (HA HA HA) you little baby debt. One day you will be gone, for now you just sit there and mock me. I’m ok with it.