Xanthe, Job Creator
As a senior, I’d be untruthful if I didn’t admit all this buzz about seniors gaming the system – via SS and Medicare (or Medicaid) depresses me. The oft heard meme “They should have saved:” Well, I did save a bit but 2008 happened. Next, please. Means testing: This is quite frightening. With what we’ve seen of our political class – is there much hope this would be fairly administered. More importantly, why should it be administered at all. It is the beginning of the end of the SS System — until it becomes some welfare system after you’ve rid yourself of your home and savings, not to mention your antique piggy bank. Anyway, why should we benefit if the youngers don’t. Working longer (in my case: 50 years. At what point aren’t you considered a slacker? 75 years?) Being young during better times when the government gave a hand here and there, allowing Americans to work when there were jobs and save safely. It’s called policy and frankly the working class has lost any say in the matter .
Let’s face it. Aside from keeping my son and daughter-in-law in their home and lending sums of money to family and friends here and there (so far no one has paid me back), I have been a job creator the last ten years or so. Seniors need to remind themselves of these facts in the face of the massive, invidious propaganda campaigns on SS, etc. making us feel occasionally like leeches with no regard for future generations. Basta.
I bought a house built in 1888. Of course, I knew better but I walked in on a glorious October morning, with the sun streaming through every room – and the trees front and backyard with soft green and golden shades of light gently laid out across the lawn. It’s a corner property as well on a nice street. Naturally – I bought it at the top of the market. Ahh, lessons learned — I hope not too late.
The house made me do it. Become a job creator. I had no choice. I am never going to sell it and get back its price, much less my efforts at keeping it going at all. Herein my portfolio of job creation.
Masonry. Very expensive. Bricks were coming loose on second floor – and my masonry employees and I decided we should probably do the whole of the upper portion on the street side, rather than replace here and there. There were at least five employees working on the masonry at one time.They did a beautiful job. Moreover, it was necessary. But as I say it was quite expensive. This work lasted about three weeks. I missed the male energy when they left.
Plumbing. Did I mention when the house was built? 1888. Plumbing is a huge concern in this house. My plumber employees and I have even become friends. The top guy invited me to his daughter’s first communion. I have had to do excavation and continuous here and there touch-ups. I live in the land of plumbing terror. As in: Please dear God make me get through this winter and sell the house in the Spring for l/3 of what I bought it for without another plumbing bill. Plus, I’ve introduced the plumbing employees to the concept of “footies” when they come upstairs. They think it’s a swell idea and use it in other homes now. [cont’d.]