Our buyers advocate saved my hair. And my money.

I’m still rocking a full crop and we are homeowners. Credit to my favourite new person, our buyers advocate. Melbourne, you never run out of ways to make me love you.  

We’re not what you’d call stressy people. In fact, most stress just makes us want to shut down and sleep. I know for a fact there are worse ways to deal with stress. My mum used to clean. My sister used to argue. I’d just dive under the covers and hope that when I woke it’d all be over. If I had a dollar for all the times I went to bed with a  worried face and woke up to great news, I’d have more than twenty five bucks…

I was expecting to do quite a lot of snoozing when we bought our new place. I’d been told to steel myself, and to make sure the appropriate supports were in place. I’d seen my sister go to pieces over a sale and she made me promise to  contact a Melbourne buyers advocate, a guy she’d been told about through her girlfriend who just bought a house.

So I did.

I’ve never enlisted the help of a professional to do anything really, apart from the normal stuff like…do my taxes, fill a molar or stick me with my travel shots. Buying a house put me in touch with people I’d normally not meet- and I had no idea how much I’d like them- I have since found out  it’s impossible to have anything but deep seated gratitude and appreciation for someone who just found you your forever home…

The second we met, I realised that we’d be looked after. People often complain about the integrity of agents and people in the property industry, but I like to think I’m a great judge of character and I definitely felt a sense of genuine support when we decided which house we wanted.

 I’m more than happy that the purchase is done and dusted, but honestly? If you’re buying, get an advocate, and sleep in. that’s my advice.