Hey Everyone! I know a lot of you are waiting for my next update to “The Marcy Street Case Study” – and I promise it will be out in just a couple days. The only reason I haven’t posted yet is because I wanted to include some more photos, but need to get back inside!

In the meantime, I wanted to share that I finally – a month after moving into my new house -have 100% finished my first room of the house (If you don’t know about my new house I bought for my wife and I with no money down, click here to read the post). Let me explain: when I moved in, the house was about 80% finished with the remodeling, but time constraints forced me to move in before it was done.  If you’ve never lived in a construction zone before – don’t.

It’s not fun.

In fact, it’s the opposite of fun.

It’s stressful, irritating, and cumbersome.

So, to try to put some order to my otherwise unorganized life, I decided to Click to continue…




It was the result of a five hour test I had taken to determine my greatest personality strength, so my boss could better “guide me into paths of increasingly productive work behavior”. Out of 50 or so strengths, I scored highest in being what the test described as “Maximizer”. My first thought involved spandex, a damsel in distress, and a ray-gun to fight crime. I can handle that. The truth, however, was not so glamorous.

As it turns out, a “maximizer” is simply a person who’s goal in life is to find the shortest distance between starting and ending, thus “maximizing” results with minimal work. In other words, I seek to be get as much as I can for as little effort as possible.

Accurate? You bet.

Flash back to 4th grade. My punishment from my parents for the crime I had committed was to “write sentences”. I’m sure most of you are familiar with this cruel and unusual form of punishment, but for those of you brought up by more civilized forms of punishments like beatings and public humiliation, “writing sentences” was inflicted to brainwash a simple phrase or sentence into the heads of children by writing the words over and over and over.

Like Bart Simpson on the chalkboard, I was forced to write thousands of sentences in a notebook, stating important promises like “I will not take off my pants in public” or “I will not shave a mohawk into my sister’s hair”. That is until my maximizer strength kicked in.

In a moment of genius and inspiration(or endless boredom), I took two pencils, taped them together side-by-side, and began writing two lines at a time. This worked so well I decided to see how many pencils I could tape together and still write. The answer?


My “thousand” sentences turned into just over forty, and within minutes I was finished. I was on my way to maximizing my way through life. Throughout high school, college, and my beginning years in the corporate world, I instinctively found every shortcut, trick, and tip to get things done faster and with less effort. That’s when I discovered Real Estate, and began plotting the shortest path between the life I had and the life of freedom I wanted.

I am not rich by the worlds standards, I don’t drive a million dollar car, live in a million dollar house, or have a million in the bank (yet). But four years later, I now sleep-in in the morning when I desire. I vacation when I want and where I want. I spend my days working to better my life and the life of those around me, rather than a multinational corporation that exists for the benefit of the shareholders. I am living the life that I want to live. This blog, my friends, is dedicated to teaching you how to do the same, using real estate to fire your boss, fund your adventures, and secure your future.