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We tried to buy a house last weekend, it was all very rushed and we were very excited and thought it would all work out... The process began on a normal Tuesday evening when I was idly flicking though the local paper - we are planning on buying a house once we have our deposit so we look occasionally to get an idea of the market. Anyway, suddenly I saw this place that looked pretty cool, plus the price tag was fairly achievable for us - we got excited. During the next few days we organised to meet with a mortgage broker who agreed to lend us stupid amounts of money, organised a cheque book, viewed the property a few different times, reviewed the contract and discussed auction strategy.

Saturday morning came and we set off to the auction, with a serious thought that within the next couple of hours we would be serious adults with a house (well apartment). The auction began... and bang it went well above the amount we were prepared to pay or could afford to borrow, that was sad. But then the price just kept increasing and increasing, and in the end we just felt a little sorry for the people who bought it, yeah they got a great place, but it needed a lot of work, and they had spent a huge amount of money already.

Anyway, we didn't get the place, so we've decided to take a step back and keep saving till we get back from Thailand then we can buy, but the bestest thing that came out of it is that we now have a cheque book, we haven't written any cheques yet, but we would really like to, and we are really awaiting the opportunity - I've never had a cheque book before, it's like free money! YAY!