I just learned the chicken counting lesson myself. The husband and I found a spectacularly priced lot, and before we ever found out if we could even do it financially, I had already envisioned what hardwood we’d be putting in, what my kitchen would look like, how nice it would be to have a deck off of our master on the second floor, how great it would be to be that much closer to being mortgage-free…it doesn’t help that I work in construction and have access to tons of floor plans and samples of everything you would put in your home. I counted every chicken and then some.
And the darn things didn’t hatch. And I know better.
Or at least I should.
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