I had a crush on this boy for several years in high school. He was a couple of years older than me and he was the end-all be-all. I thought, “If I could just date him, everything would be great.” But I had a problem. I was a nerd – and he was totally popular. He was nice to me because he was a church kid. His parents taught him well and we all hung out and everyone had a good time but I was definitely not dating material in his eyes. So the years passed and my “love” for him stayed true. The day we had a party for the graduating Seniors and he left for college was a dark day. I lost my chance. I would never see him again, or so I thought.
He came home for holidays and breaks and he would come to church with his parents. Now he was a college boy and that made it even worse! Much to my surprise, he came home for the summer and, well, I had grown out of my “nerdiness,” I guess. Either that or he lost a bet. Nonetheless, he asked me out – on a DATE! I was speechless. I mean, this guy that I had been drooling over for years, actually wanted to go out with me…in public. I wondered if he realized that I would call all my friends immediately and give them every detail after the date.
So that I don’t keep you in suspense any longer, I said, “yes” and we made a plan. Honestly, I don’t remember much about the date. I just remember being really bored and really disappointed. I had spent so much energy dreaming of what it would be like to go on a date with him and then I was completely let down. So, there is a reason I tell you this story other than for entertainment and chuckling at my “nerdiness.”
I have run across people that have had their eye on a particular house or a certain neighborhood for years. They think that once they live THERE, everything will be great. I have had others who think that once they get that bigger house, everything will fall into place. They have to keep up with the Jones’, have the perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, the perfect car to put in the garage and the perfect furniture inside.
What they don’t think about is the bills that show up in that perfect mailbox and the maintenance costs that go along with that perfect house and the HOA fees that come with that perfect neighborhood or the commute time that takes them away from the people and things they love because they overlooked that – due to starry eyed syndrome.
You would think as a Realtor, and as a Principal Broker, I would encourage people to move up and buy bigger. Well, not if it doesn’t make sense. If it is going to strap someone financially, if it will take hours away from the people and things you love, if it will be a maintenance nightmare, I encourage people to stay put or buy something more reasonable. I make my living by giving good advice, not selling people houses. Do what’s best for you. When I had friends that were buying the bigger house because that’s what everyone else was doing, I downsized. I didn’t need to, money wasn’t an issue, but it was a smart decision. I made a good investment and wanted to capitalize on it. Who cares what other people think? Warren Buffett lives in the same house he’s had since 1958. You know why? Because he’s smart. And he doesn’t have to impress anyone.
If you need to move, or buy a bigger house or a smaller house, do it! I’ll be happy to help. But if you are just making a move thinking it will be the end-all be-all, take a minute to think about it. And, of course, if you decide to do it – call me!
Michelle Froedge is a residential Realtor and Principal Broker in the Greater Nashville and Williamson County areas of Tennessee. “Mom” to four-legged fur baby, Tyler, Auntie to Zelamie, she is a vegetarian and sings in her spare time. Michelle has lived in Nashville and Franklin since 1997 and has been selling homes since 2004.