I am now a landlady. I have cheques and a lease and a family is going to live out a year of its life in my house. In the house where MY little family lived out four years of its life. So many lives must have passed through that little house.
It feels odd - I want to say they can just use it, just live there, enjoy it. But the bank needs me to pay for it, so I need them to pay for it. My hut sitting on Mother Earth's belly.

I'm generating a positive cash flow.