I am usually out of bed at 5:15am and on my way to the gym by 5:45, 4-5 days a week. But today, I decided my body needed some rest and stayed in bed until 6:45. Sheer bliss I tell you. After making my morning peppermint tea (herbal, natch) I curl up on the sofa and put on the Today Show. Ahh, those guilty pleasures of morning TV and sexy Matt Lauer. But to my horror, there were no stories of men rescuing babies from burning buildings, or women have sextuplets. It was about the real estate market!
The moment I turned on the TV, Lauer was talking to business know it all Jim Cramer about the outrage of his comment: "Don't you dare by real estate now!" WHA?!?! This was NOT what I needed to hear upon waking. Now, I am no real estate scholar. I practically know next to nothing, but am educating myself as we move through this process. No sooner than my head began to defuzz from my night's sleep, the next shot was, of course, another expert who disagrees with Mr. Cramer. Then the back and forth banter began, my eyes following the two like I was watching a tennis match. After a few minutes, I finally gave up and put on the DVR'd LA Ink. Nothing like reality TV to settle the nerves.
ANyway, the point is, everyone has an opinion. Experts, friends, family, the dog. We have friends telling us to keep our fabulous rental apartment. Our financial planner, when asked if this was a good time to buy, said "anytime is a good time to buy" because it's an investment, and real estate is the best investment you can make. I tend to think along the lines of our planner. Throwing $2600 each month in rent away doesn't feel so good. What we need to is see what's out there, see if anything clicks, and "calls" to us.
PS. On another note, the Post published their HOME real estate guide, which my coworker proudly presented to me this morning. Granted, much of it is advertisements, but it's great to look through. Some of these new buildings are off the hook!
PPS. I would also like to note that this is MRS. Southpaw writing an homage to Matt Lauer. Not the Mr. (Although, if this were Trainer Bob from biggest loser, it could be either of us)