👉 Okay, letās tackle this whole āmortgage versus deedā thing! Honestly, I feel bad for homebuyers sometimes; the sheer amount of financial weirdness thrown at you during a house purchase could reasonably warrant a lifetime Emmy nomination. Let's unpack it with as little agonizing as possible.
Basically, hereās what's going on, in layman's ludicrous oversimplification: Think about your house like a really fancy, stubborn mule. You want to own that mule (the house itself). The Deed is the Title Deed of Ownership. It's the piece of paper that officially says, "Yep! Technically, you now possess this⦠somewhat smelly⦠mule and can wrestle it into shape as you see fit!" Basically, it proves you legally own the stuff. You hand it to whoever funds the purchase (the lender). The Mortgage is the⦠Uh... The Loan Agreement for Owemaking. Now, nobody actually owns a house immediately. Unless your Scrooge McDuck money vault is already overflowing with building materials. Instead, you borrow a ridiculous amount of money from the bank ā let's call them the Mule Wranglers ā and thatās what they hold. They get to stick a fancy leash (the mortgage! It is a lien on the mule. The lender can foreclose if the mule doesn't pay) around the mule until you reliably, month after month, cough up payments of the rent money.