Some of you may remember, H and I bought a vacant lot in Mexico some time after his crisis. His dream place, he had hopes of spending part of his time in retirement living there. Sale involved title insurance, seemed okay.
Since then, H has had trouble getting the taxes paid, trying to do things from here proving difficult. He took a vacation there this week, and planned to pay the taxes while he was there.
Sent me an email just chitchatting about the surf. But silly me, just had to snoop in his email - turns out, there's a problem with the title!!!
Now - this is not financially disastrous. Pain in the neck, maybe, and worse case scenario we would lose some money but it wouldn't be ruinous. BUT.....H has been self-medicating with the promise of this property for quite a while now. When things are going badly for him elsewhere, he obsesses about planning what he would build there, etc. etc. I mean, to the point of drawing up a new house plan every night for weeks on end.
This is going to be bad. It's like the perfect storm. H approaching 50 in a couple of years. Kids all leaving home in a year = empty nest syndrome for H. Having to go back to old job where he feels unappreciated and put-upon. Losing his dream vacation home. And H, who has never lost a family member, is bound to lose at least one in the next few years - grandparents are 94!
I feel like the MLC trainwreck is headed my way and I'm tied to the tracks by Snidely Whiplash!!!!!
