I have gone from trawling
Net-a-Porter for bargains to obsessively refreshing
Domain.com.au, like I actually expect the house of dreams to be on sale and within the means of my crappy graduate salary.
I have spent the past month looking at loans and crime rates, and jumping back and forth between apartments to houses. So far I have not decided upon anything, apart from the fact that I am apparently unwilling to live anywhere outside of Melbourne's top three most expensive suburbs. So yes, things are definitely looking promising. Sarcasm, sarcasm.
I am lucky in that I have never not being able to afford anything. Excluding thousand dollar handbags, designer clothes, holidays in the Maldives and anything else remotely excessive, I have never had to want for anything. I am not saying that I do not know the value of a dollar, I am saying that I am lucky because my parents have always had steady incomes and solid savings. In turn, I have always been lucky to have a job and a healthy bank account. For the first time in my life, I am wanting for something that is completely out of my means. I didn't think it would take so long to get my head around this.
But, I am lucky in that I have options. I at least have the option of living with my parents or squatting at my boyfriend's place for close to nothing. In the meantime, there is not so much I can do, apart from spending less and saving more. And not going to Fiji at the end of the year. Through my past month of finance and property research, it seems that there is only one sure way of accumulating money and wealth and dream houses; slowly.