I Was Renting in Brantford for Years. Here Is What Finally Made Me Buy.
By Jake Laracy, REALTORĀ® ·
I Was Renting in Brantford for Years. Here Is What Finally Made Me Buy.
The following story is based on a real client experiences. Details have been adjusted to protect privacy.
Sarah had been renting the same apartment in Brantford for almost five years when she first reached out.
She was not in a bad situation. The rent was manageable. The place was fine. Her landlord left her alone. By most measures, things were comfortable.
But every spring, something would happen. She would see a For Sale sign go up on a street she liked. She would open the listing on her phone. She would look at the photos, run some rough math in her head, and then close the app and tell herself the same thing she had been telling herself for years. Not yet. Maybe next year. I am not ready.
The thing is, Sarah knew the math was starting to work in her favour. She had been saving. Her income had grown. She had been watching the market. She was not actually that far from being able to do this. What she could not shake was the feeling that wanting to buy and being ready to buy were two completely different things, and she was not sure how to get from one to the other without someone selling her something. That is what she told me in her first message. "I just want to understand what it would actually take. I am not ready to commit to anything." I told her that was exactly the right place to start.
We spent about 20 minutes on the phone going through her three numbers. Income, existing debts, available down payment. By the end of that call, we both had a clear picture. She was not two years away. She was closer to four months away from being in a real position to buy, assuming she kept doing what she was already doing.
That call did not commit her to anything. It just replaced a vague, anxious feeling with an actual number and an actual timeline.
Three months later, she asked me to start sending her listings.
Two months after that, she had an accepted offer on a detached home in a neighbourhood she had always loved.
The thing she said to me after we got the keys is the thing I think about when I meet someone in the same position she was in.
She said: "I wasted two years being afraid of a conversation that took 20 minutes."
I am not sharing this to pressure anyone. I am sharing it because I have had versions of this conversation more times than I can count, and the result is almost always the same. The gap between where someone thinks they are and where they actually are is almost always smaller than they fear.
If any part of Sarah's story felt familiar when you were reading it, I am here for the same 20-minute conversation whenever you are ready to have it.
No commitment. No pitch. Just the numbers, clearly explained, so you can decide for yourself.