Just what I'm seeking?

I just received an email from a realtor. I'm not sure whether I'm happy with this or scared. I mean, it's something that I've been wanting to do and I could never bring myself to rent, but still. This is a huge step. I'd be committed to living in a place (perhaps not a place where you need to be committed to get there, but never-the-less, I digress...) for at least the next 5 years of my life. And I know that I want to do this but I'm afraid that I'll make the wrong decision. There's a lot at stake right now and I really want to get it right. Which leads to the realtor. I know that I need help with this and I also know that I'm a cheap b@st@rd at times. So which do I choose? My parents are trying to get me to do everything on my own, but I don't feel completely comfortable with that approach right now. There's so much to know and I don't know enough. While they're ready and willing to help, I can't make myself go just on what they say. I know I should but I just don't know. It's tough.

Anyway, when Chez Young opens, you're all welcome to come spend the night. I know it probably won't mean much to most of you, but the door is always open and I'm sure we'll find room on a couch or something. :) Free lodging in Chi-town. Whatever that does for you.

Really short post for tonight because I've got some other stuff to do before I go to sleep. Had a very strange day at work. It's always weird when you want to talk to somebody but you know that there's nothing you can do. It's almost paralyzing. Maybe it's just my lack of guts. I think I share more with Casey McCall than I rather like. And that's really all I'm going to say about that.

Book of the month recommendation - It's old and I'm not sure that anybody will actually care, but I picked up A Good Walk Spoiled by John Feinstein. Almost like an in-depth background about golfers before the Tiger Woods era, which is pretty interesting. It's right during the cusp of the dramatic change in golf from the Old School Era (The Arnie, Golden Bear, Shark era) to the modern era, which definently provides all kinds of story angles. But it's the guys you don't know of (unless you actually watch golf on TV, which is rather sad) that really pull the book off and make it a worthwhile read. I've heard that Feinstein never came close to writing another one this good, so if it is lightning in a bottle, then shock me. It was worth it.