Years ago I realized my dream wasn’t going to come true and I wasn’t marrying George Clooney. Being George’s wife would have made me happy but he married someone else. I was left to find other ways to be content.
I survived… and oddly enough, I’m happy.
When I hear a local news report about how Vancouver real estate prices have become too high for most people I scream at the radio… “And I’m not Mrs. Clooney!”
Suck it up people… sometimes dreams don’t come true. Just because you want something doesn’t mean it will happen. Vancouver doesn’t owe you.
And guess what, owning a home doesn’t guarantee you will be happy.
I know lots of people that own homes and are stuck in a job they hate because they need the money to pay their mortgage. Or they’re trapped in a relationship and can’t leave because they would have to downgrade their lifestyle.
No, owning a home does not equal happy. It might, but it might not. And are you prepared for that? Sink all your money into this one dream only to find out it isn’t the golden ticket.
Get over it.
I got over the George thing.
But I also got over the home ownership thing.
I left a high-paying stressful job for a career that I love. It doesn’t make me enough money to buy a home. I gave up trying to make relationships work and opted to live contently alone. A single income is not great when applying for a mortgage.
And that’s OK… I’m happy. Very happy.
Part of my happiness is because I live in the best place on earth. Vancouver.
I was born here, lived a few other places and then came home.
A day in Vancouver is better than almost anywhere else.
You can complain all you want about the high cost of living and the fact that you can’t buy a home. And I really hope they find a way to solve some of these issues. But this isn’t “breaking news”. And even a minor fix to the problem won’t help the “poor” people.
It would be nice if we all got what we wanted… but that’s not going to happen.
I’m never going to marry George Clooney.
And yet I’m still happy.