Oh, I'm not selling the city place. I mean, what if it turns out that I'm making a HUGE mistake?? I've got a friend who needs a relatively cheap rental here in the city, and I told her that I'd rent to her for 1/3 of market if I can crash in the guest room when I'm in town. I'm leaving all the furniture and general living miscellany behind (including one of my computers) ... keep in mind that I'm not going to be qualified to practice law in Texas for at least a year and a half, so I'm going to have to commute back here every few weeks to make a living. Meet with clients here, and then fly back "home" to work on matters. The round trip ticket is only $200, and I think I can make it work on only 6 trips a year. This condo is still appreciating pretty rapidly, so I think I'll keep it for at least a year or two (just in case something goes horribly awry and I flunk the Texas bar exam -- which would be one of the signs of the Appocalypse -- but hey, it could happen). As for meeting some nice bachelor in Texas ... well, I rather doubt any of them are looking for non-golfing, non-hunting, non-boating Buddhists with a penchant for taking in homeless cats and dogs. Although ... you never know. Pog ... I thought prices here in San Diego were whacked, but Dublin sounds whacked to the extreme!! (I bought my place about 12 years ago for $200,000, and it's just been appraised at $800,000. It's not quite 1300 sq ft with no yard, but on a park. The new place is three times that size -- after I do my add-ons, you have to really look hard to see the neighbors, and if it were here it would easily cost $2,000,000.) When we moved here in 1960, my mom's house cost $18,000 ... when she died 40 years later, we sold it for $250,000. Sheesh. $18,000 would barely get you a down payment on a cardboard box these days. It is nuts.

Could be worse, could be raining.