Making significant progress on the addition project for the bug out house: we've settled on a single-story family plus bedroom add-on with a vaulted ceiling, to go along with a massive basement expansion which will add two egress bedrooms and a full bathroom on that level.

All of this will convert the bug out house from a small farm home to a six bedroom structure, almost doubling the finished square footage in the process.

None of this comes cheap, so I've decided to sell the Murderapolis house. I've become quite the personal finance guru over the past several years, so calculations in my twenty-plus tab spreadsheet are easy: selling that house saves me nearly a quarter of a million dollars over the one hundred and thirty months remaining on the mortgage.

Pouring the sale cash into the addition, I will be running multi-thousand dollar monthly cash flow surpluses, which I can channel into investments letting me full-time retire in my early-to-mid 50s.

The only downside to this plan is where to stay during the occasional city visits: but, I've delegated those logistics to wifey. I'm discovering that I'm not very good at delegating: all of these details limited me to only a few hours of sleep last night-- but I'll survive.

I'll leave this post off with Tucker Carlson at his best: the whole thing is worth a listen, he even calls out the Fed! Finally, I think every elevator in the world should play this song.