People say that buying a house is one of the most stressful things you can ever experience, right up there with divorce. I have to come out and say that that hasn’t been my experience at all. I mean, sure, there are big financials involves, and time pressures, and lots of moving parts to be coordinated. That’s a given.
To me, though, it’s like solving a Rubik’s cube. You can blindly flap around, twisting pieces this way and that in a desperate effort to make the darned thing come together, or you can come in with a strategy for getting there in a step-by-step manner that is bound to work. Of course, I have the privilege of having been raised by a real estate agent and a solicitor specialising in property contracts, so I probably have extra background info that most people don’t get the benefit of.
For example, I’m something of an amateur property transfer specialist. Melbourne kids, on the whole, aren’t generally brought up knowing the ins and outs of the Sale of Land Act 1962, so this is quite an advantage when it comes to the point of actually having to have one done. I don’t have to flounder through the whole thing of figuring out the legal significance of a Section 32.
It’s not like I’d be able to do it myself or anything – I’m no licensed conveyancer. First home buyers seem to have a fear of contracts that leaves me feeling… well, like I dodged a bullet in that department. It seems to me that the biggest hurdle that new buyers face is the onslaught of legally and financially binding agreements they must suddenly contend with. For many people, this is a huge reality check, and that’s mostly because it’s never explained until it happens – unless you’re me, that is.
So, yeah. I get to be cool as a cucumber in a sea of fine print, already having seen it all before I’d left high school. Mum and dad have thoughtfully kept me up to date since then, too, so I’m completely filled in over here.