Diary #373

With the sale of my Oklahoma rental property last week, I am now basically debt-free; I could literally pay off all the debt I owe in the world with a single overnight, and the only reason I haven’t paid that is I want to keep an interest-free buffer during the moving process (though if someone really wants to see me completely debt-free, he could book an overnight on condition I pay it off, and I’d honor the request).  Grace is on her way back from Oklahoma with the second load; she thinks there will be two more, so barring mishap we should be done before the end of summer.  And once that’s done, she can launch into the repairs and improvements necessary before I can start inviting company out there; I plan to pay for those as I go, rather than assuming more debt (because honestly, I’m done with that whole shtick).  Yesterday Lorelei and I saw the eclipse from a quiet beach after spending the night at a lovely little B&B in Oregon, and next week I’m going to San Francisco for a couple of days (and I could see one gent on Wednesday evening; let me know ASAP if you want to be the lucky man).  So for right now, I’m in an unusually quiet place for me; I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts, because 50 years’ experience tells me it probably won’t.