Wednesday 2 June 2010

A 25 Year Sentence

That's always been my view on mortgages. You tie yourself into a long term deal in which you have to pay back a certain amount every month. A certain amount that's certain to get higher methinks.

I can't help feeling I'm going to wish away that quarter of a century, until the day I owe the bank nothing, and own my house. But I'll be (calculator out) 65 by then. Youth and even middle-aged long gone. Hair as well probably. I hope that's not what life's all about, but I fear it might be...