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Night before last Finance Day

Ugh. 

Oof. 

I'm big time nervous. 

No response all day. 

Bonny said to think positive thoughts and celebrate. 

I'm a little too scared to celebrate. 

But trying to let myself have positive thoughts for today and tomorrow. 

Because we've done everything the bank asked. 

I have support from You Own and the mortgage broker. I haven't heard anything actually from the lawyers ... Which is a little concerning. 

But until it goes unconditional there isn't much else for them to do. 

I've been this far before but it wasn't this smooth last time. I thought last time was smooth - that it was too easy. That things were falling into place. 

But now I know that was only just the beginning. 

There is so much else to do. 

It's so important to make it easy for the mortgage broker and bank to read through your financial information. 

It should be effortless. 

The way that Alisha from Enable Me encouraged me to reorganise my bank accounts and the budgeting support and guidance helped immensely. As did the goal setting and actual step by step action plans that we created together collaboratively. 

The super duper awesome learning I got from Inez White and Indigeneity. That initial course programme and all of the support that came after - was critical in helping me realise what a poverty mindset was and that it actually was possible to break the cycle and grow and abundant mindset. 

The very positive and productive team at O'Haagans - the Clayton men especially - phenomenal team work and massive cheerleading to get me to where I was ready and then actually ready and then through the excitement and heartbreak stage. 

But overwhelmingly - to my incredible financial advisor - John Lewis -- for his calm, focussed and engaged manner. He went in to bat for me when my lawyers struggled to understand what I was trying to say. He supported me the entire process and was super stoked with how organised I was with my Google Drive folder etc. 

Either way tomorrow - if it's a yes or a no... I'm still always going to be super stoked with how far I've come and how much improvement I have made and continue to make. 

For the sake of positivity and good happy thoughts - I truly hope it's a yes and then we can get proper excited. 

Ngā mihi ki a koutou ♥️ 

Pōmarie! 

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