We had a wonderful 1 1/2 days of spring skiing, followed by a detour down the coast to Narooma. The south coast of NSW is one of my happy places. Forests of eucalyptus trees, cackling kookaburras, empty beaches spanning miles of coastline. It’s a wonderful, magical place to be.
While fun, the trip was not just for leisure. Sean and I have been very seriously (and adultly) considering investment options. We’re considering buying real estate, and have been mulling over two properties – a studio in Bondi Beach we affectionately call “Garage View” and a cute apartment down the coast in Narooma.
In considering this major decision, I reflected on past good investments, and thought about what had brought me joy while also being useful and profitable. The electric kettle we purchased for our snow excursions came to mind, and the rebellious part of me that doesn’t want to get hemmed into a committing, unwieldy land purchase began to compare the experience of owning a very handle kettle to owning a pricey and bulky plot of real estate.
Real Estate ($more)
|Dividends paid within 3 minutes||Pays back in years if all goes well|
|Warms you up – essential for survival||Has a sundeck|
|Requires electricty||Requires a lot of stuff|
|Can be stored without a thought indefinitely||Takes taking care of, management|
|Sense of security and well being||Sense of risk|
Clearly the kettle was a bargain.
Anyways, we continued to consider the matter. The real estate agent was from Whale Realty and the apartment used to be called Daisy Street, which I quite like the sound of. While mulling over our choice, we pulled over on the side of the road overlooking the ocean and got out of the car. Sean picked me a handful of wild daisies, and while looking at the water a whale breached in front of us.
We took it as a sign and bought the apartment.