My former boss Mia Freedman announced last week that she had been diagnosed with ADHD. Her post on Mamamia got me thinking (again) about my own possibly neurodivergent brain. I love that people are talking about this stuff and sharing their experiences. It helps to know you are not alone. There were things Mia said... Continue Reading →
Popping the cork
I finally got to pop a bottle of Champagne to celebrate buying my apartment. And not just any Champagne, but one with a story behind it. Way back in 2019 - blimey, I look so young in the photo - I went to a media lunch with fifth generation champagne producer Charles Fourny at Sydney’s... Continue Reading →
Offer accepted
It is done. I've bought an apartment. My offer was accepted on Wednesday night and contracts were exchanged yesterday afternoon. Buying an apartment is pretty stressful at the best of times, but it goes up a notch when you’re a single mum with a hectic job who writes drinks news as a hobby. In addition... Continue Reading →
What are the odds of that?
I decided to make an offer on an apartment yesterday. I just needed my conveyancer Poppy to check the contract. I sent it to her and she emailed back saying she couldn't represent me because she was already the vendor's conveyancer. What are the odds of that? Apparently it happens every now and again. Of... Continue Reading →
It pays to do your research
You know that penthouse I was bedazzled by over the weekend .. well ... DD urged me to cough up $29 to access the strata report and I am so glad I did. It turns out the building needs to have $1.8 million in fire order work done by next year. Ouch! Special levies are... Continue Reading →
I do love a bargain
My phone buzzed as I was having brunch with my Aunty Barb on Sunday. It was a message from DD - he was contemplating a hotel stay in the city that night, as he was heading to a two-day conference. He asked if I could organise a short-notice dog sitter and join him. Tempting, but... Continue Reading →
Knocked back and around
As I suspected, my offer on the apartment was knocked back on Friday. While the real estate agent had implied I was in with a chance, when he called back he said the owner wanted $100,000 more. Blimey. Thanks, but no thanks. I wished him luck and got on with my day. There was literally... Continue Reading →
Next move
I didn't hear from the real estate agent about my offer on the apartment until lunchtime yesterday. I thought it was a bit weird considering how eager he had been to get the place sold by the weekend. He finally called and said he'd missed my email in his inbox. He also politely implied he... Continue Reading →
I made an offer
I couldn't help myself. I went back to the two-storey apartment yesterday afternoon for the mid-week open for inspection and I really liked it. One of my major concerns was overcome: burglars can't leap over the front fence because there is a chasm next to it that I didn't notice before. The youngest still hates... Continue Reading →
Riddled with indecision
A long time ago there was a red headed magazine maven who was decisive. Whether I was bidding hundreds of thousands of dollars on property or exclusive photographs of celebrities, I knew what I wanted and I wasn't afraid to go for it. Those days are over. I am riddled with indecision over the apartments... Continue Reading →