So I only get half of it back. That was my neighbor's son in my driveway.
I own land and I hold it, that's my whole thing, so I'm the wrong person to be in the middle of this story.
My neighbor's son buys beat up houses, fixes them, rents them, then borrows against the new value to get his money back out and does it again. He was up here helping his dad with a fence line and he took a call in my driveway because the reception at their place is bad.
He had the phone on speaker on the hood of his truck. Guy on the other end read him a rate and then a number for how much cash he'd get at closing. There was a pause and the son said, so I only get half of it back. The lender said something about the payment and the rent not leaving enough room at that rate, so they'd sized the loan down.
He hung up, stood there a second, and said the house is fine, the tenant is fine, and he just isn't buying anything else this year.
He's 31 and he was very calm about it. I've been holding a hundred and ten acres for eleven years and I recognized the look. It's the look of somebody deciding that waiting is now part of the plan whether he likes it or not.