Category: Realestate


I feel as though my life is moving so quickly that sometimes I forget what day it is.  Last year we were partying at his house and now I am planning a house party at my house.  By the end of next week, there is a huge possibility that there will be a 3rd house between us.  The third one will confirm that we are officially property investors.  I never envisioned this ever happening years back and sometimes I pinch myself to see if it is real.  I must admit though that without his vision, I would not be here today.  I just never looked beyond this linear road that we let society think it should be.  This road being …

go to college or university > get a degree > find a career > work 9-5 > find a partner to settle down with > get married> buy a house > have babies > continue working until retirement of 65

It may not be in that order but certainly close to that idea, you catch my drift.  I realize that life is not a linear road but a 3D one with many more planes to work with.  I choose not to live this life and don’t plan to work until 65, especially for someone else.  I just feel there is more to do out there in the world than to walk this typical road.

While I steer away from this path, I come across many skeptics.  Everyone is so caught in the fear of insecurity that it hinders one to truly live and love.  I mean, we are so caught up with trying to be secure that we close ourselves off to many brilliant ideas.  Sometimes we got to take that leap of faith and just trust that someone, be it your partner, friend, family, etc.  will be there to catch you when you fall.  If you truly believe in yourself, people will start believing in you.  When you make your ideas into reality, you will be truly amazed at what faith in self can accomplish.  I stop myself and pat myself on my back for having faith and trusting that things will work out in the end.  Some may say I am risky but the numbers should really speak for themselves, I calculate my risks and it is not risky at all.  It is actually more secure than stocks but more return than a savings account.

I was a skeptic but I seen what my bf has accomplished with little to no security and I am amazed that he got through it with flying colours.  When I leaped into my property with little security, more than my bf though, I did not think about it twice.  I just took all my money and invested it in to real estate.  I barely have any savings right now but I know in a year, I will get everything back.  In 2 years from now, I will be profiting from there forward.

“It takes money to make money!”

I can not dismiss the fact that this road also has potholes.  I have invested a lot of my time renovating this house, with that comes stress and frustration but most challenging things in life have this.  If not, it would not be challenging and everyone would be doing what I have done.  I mean we are a lazy society – we want the results but don’t want to work for it.  Now that I really look at the big picture, it was only 4 months of grueling work =  a years worth of my mortgage being paid by someone else + some profit.

I am not trying to gloat but I am trying to motivate.  Things are possible and we don’t have to live this life of the 9 to 5er.  I have only been working for almost 3 years (when I purchased a home I was working for 2.5 years) and saved money every pay cheque.  I didn’t really sacrifice much, I still went out for dinner and parties.  If I did sacrifice more, I think I could of accomplished this much sooner, but I wasn’t thinking about it at the time.

The time is approaching and I am finally seeing the way … I WANT!  No need to walk this linear path any longer.

Until then … keep your head up and believe in self!

- Liza Mae

Guide to Buying a Home

I read a blog which focused on their house renovations and decided, why not write about my own experiences.  I have learned a lot from watching my partner go through this process last December but I didn’t really pay attention to the details.   Now that I bought my own house and he is not here physically, I’m finding out that it requires a lot of patience and hard work.  Let me rewind to the beginning of the process.

Due to the recession and this false perception of job security, I have come to realize I have to take matters in to my own hand.  Watching 1000′s of people being handed the pink slip at my company in one day, one being my boss, made me very weary about this whole job security perception.  These cubicle walls box us in to think that they will protect us but really they are constructed with the most poorest materials.  So I have decided to invest in property so that I do not have to rely on anyone else.

My name is Liza Mae and this is my house, my security.

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I’ll guide you on the process to purchasing a house in Toronto.

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I am sitting on the porch soaking in the sun on a Saturday afternoon thinking of things that have progressed in the last year.  I smile back on the memories and it makes me teary-eyed.  Who would of thought I would be here now, a year later.  I sit in a house which he envisioned a year gone.  Many people speak of things they dream about but many people do not put those dreams in motion.  He is a person who has made it happen.

I remember laying in my parents house with him on the left of me, speaking of a place that he and I should share together.  We spoke about subletting, renting, and lastly owning a house.   The first two did not happen because it was decided that the latter should happen, owning/living in a house we could call our own.  So we sacrificed some freedom to save money and now here we are.  I didn’t officially move out of my parents but it is apparent that I basically moved out except for some clothes that I have left there.  My brother Rich, called me 10 min ago to ask me if he can move my remains in the smaller room for he is going to move in to my room for it is larger.  This was like a smack in my face, not in a bad way but in a reality check type of way, “I HAVE MOVED OUT”.  I go to my parents maybe once a week and when I do, it feels foreign to me.  At first the house felt foreign but now I can finally call it home.  We haven’t yet settled in due to renovations and the fact that we have rented majority of the house in order to reach our next goal of getting another house as an income property.  I have grown to love this house and the memories we have built together.  Unfortunately, it is time to build memories elsewhere, and where is that exactly?  It could be helping poor children in the streets of Philippines, enjoying the busyness of the streets of Tokyo, or eating crepes with the French in Nice, France.  Basically my memories are built with people in places.  I do not get attached to places, I get attached to people whom I love in those places. For example, before I made friends in New York City, I wasn’t too gong-ho about it except for the shopping.  After making friends, I love New York or more so, I love my friends in New York.  They are the reason why I keep coming back.  I still shop in New York but it is not my reason for visiting.  This reminds me that I am long over due for a trip to NYC.

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So I have been meaning to post this video that I received from a co-worker, weeks back.

It made me think of things that inspire me to be.  I am a pretty lazy relaxed person, so what makes me get out of bed in the morning?  My desire to get another house and then retire.  It is not that I want to lay in bed and watch Dr. Phil all day but I want to travel and also help people.  He has showed me the organization(missionary) that he volunteered for in Mexico and it inspired me.  I realized working for a corporation to make the rich richer isn’t satisfying.  It is my time to help those who truly need help.  There aren’t enough hands to feed those who starve, so I want to offer my hands to feed empty hearts.

What inspires you to be?

- Liza Mae

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