I’m just one of those people who have bad luck. If something can go wrong in my life, it will, no matter what the situation is. It could be something as small as the ice cream I bought that slipped off the cone onto my t-shirt, or it could be something unluckier than anyone else has ever experienced. Essentially, if it’s bad and it’s a chance of happening, it’ll happen to me.

This really is no secret, and so I’m kicking myself about what I’m moments away from telling you. Looking back, I think the reason I didn’t think of this in the first place was because of bad luck. Why else would I completely forget that something was almost guaranteed to go wrong for me? I’m just unlucky.

For the last six months, I’ve been attempting to buy a house. Despite the universe working against me, I’ve been able to save up enough money for a deposit and I’m looking forward to moving. I’ve had terrible luck with it. I’ve found at least six houses that I’ve wanted to buy and either been outbid or had them taken off the market before the auction even happened. I don’t know why I thought I could do this on my own. 

I should have hired a buyer’s advocate. Hampton is a really tough place to buy a house in, and of course, I wasn’t going to be able to beat out the people that have luck on their side. I was a fool to think that I could outbid or beat anyone at their own game. Especially because so many people that I went up against had someone acting on their behalf anyway. Unlucky for me, once again. 

I’ve decided that I will hire a buyer’s agent near Sandringham who can show me houses in Bayside that I might be suited to. If I fall in love with a house that they show me, I really hope that I can buy it. We’ll see.