Saturday, November 19, 2011

Too much?

I know I am a bit of an over achiever and perfectionist. I want to do it all, right now, and I want to do it right. Making mistakes is not something I take lightly. Taking a step in the wrong direction doesn't make me feel good at all. You are probably thinking "you can't learn if you don't make any mistakes" and all that jazz. Yes, I agree. This is not me saying I don't MAKE mistakes. This is me saying I HATE making mistakes. That's probably why I don't take too many chances.

For some reason I have now found myself doing so much more than I expected to be doing and walking straight into the dark. I feel lost, confused, excited, freaked out and nervous. All at the same time. Even if I haven't made anything official, the fact that things are happening is a very big step for me.

I've been working full time for about a year and a half now. It is quite exhausting, I have to admit. Not to mention a bit repetitive. That's probably why I got myself into the situation I'm in now. "What situation is that?" you may ask. Well, I now have 2 jobs, looking for one more, wanting to go back to volunteering and trying to find a house to buy. All of that and still trying to have a social life, a boyfriend and see my family every week. I don't think I have enough hours on my days, but I'm up for the challenge. I work 9am till 5.30pm monday to friday + every second saturday morning in an admin/marketing role. I then go do event photography on friday/saturday night, around 6pm till midnight. I also want to volunteers on saturday/sunday afternoon for the busy christmas period. Not to mention I want to catch up with my friends and family during the week.

All of that is pretty simple, right? So to add some extra stress I have decided to buy a house. Why? Because I rather put money towards something that will be mine one day than pay someone else's mortgage. Checking with the bank for a loan: done! Finding an affordable. nice house I like: hopefully done. That's right. I think I found THE house. Will hopefully check it out this week and make an offer.

This is all so scary and it makes me feel so grown up. I am not sure if that is good or not. I've always been responsible, but being grown up is different. Every time I tell someone I want to buy a house I get the same shocked kinda look of "a house? you are only 23!". Or even the "you're settling" speech. I don't get it though. I can take the loan. I work full time. I need to live somewhere. The longer I wait to buy a house, the more money I will waste on rent. his isn't permanent. The whole "you'll be stuck in adelaide forever" bullshit makes me angry. It is a house, it can be sold, I can MAKE money out of it. Very simple. Now get over it.

So what I get into so much debt that I need help from someone? I won;t know until I risk it all. I feel like I'm playing a very important poker hand. My choices are: fold and stay on the safe side or go all in and hope for the best. It can all end very badly. But it could turn out great too. I'll never know until I try. And that, my friend, is how I live my life now. Unless there is a very good reason stopping me from taking a chance, I will just go for it. I;m not scared of getting hurt anymore.

Do you hear that, old me? I AM NOT SCARED. I can't get hurt unless I let myself feel that way. I will not be pessimistic about my life anymore. It is time to make the most of it.

1 comment:

sez said...

Wow, that's so exciting that you're buying a house!! :D SO exciting! People who tell you not to are just jealous that you have enough certainty in your life that you can. 23 is young, but it's not like you're a teenager. You've got your stuff together, you know what you're doing. Best of luck and I want to see the house!