because nothing is what it seems

Don comes home last night after my day immersed in thinking about family dynamics and asks me if I want to buy a house in the general vicinity where he works (Parker, Elizabeth, Elbert County). "Uh...how are we gonna do that, you need like 10-20% down?" I ask him. He tells me he knows someone through his boss that can maybe arrange something with $0 down but--honestly, I think it's a terrible idea. I mean, yeah, I have a thing with owning a piece of the earth--I want something to plant a tiny house/earthship inground pool under glass with tropical plants but--I don't know if that's the best idea until we get our other channel going, get some other income in. I am still somewhat paranoid about having something happen to entail disability--and as I told Don, I keep working to keep my contribution higher--though what I did just read was the average was $1165 a month, and as they quote "That is barely enough to keep a beneficiary above the 2014 poverty level ($11,670 annually)." What the ever living fuck--no way--and shit I have had it ALL shredded--At this point I still have my full vision and there is ...