Property Virgin?

Everything has been finalized. I dove into the real estate market. I found the place I will call home for the next 30 years (or so says my mortgage). As the builder shook my hand and offered his congratulations; his smile spread from ear to ear. He paused a moment to notice that my facial expression was a little less smiley and a lot more of a panicky.


The plunge was thrilling, but as I signed my name away on the numerous contracts, documents and statements you can’t help but take a moment to truly ask yourself, “ Can I really do this?”.

“I can’t look at this as debt only as an investment”. I repeated this little mantra over and over as a simple reminder to indulge in the excitement. I’m hoping the elation will continue as I watch the dollar signs fly as I go about pricing appliances, furniture and all the stuff I need to actually put in the place. Last August, I freed myself of all my belongings— and now… in hindsight I probably should have kept just a few!

Besides the price tags, I am eager to move in and get settled. With only the notary left to go, I am officially no longer a property virgin.