Last night in a misguided euphoric state I celebrated that we’d finally signed a lease on a house in Pennsylvania. It felt good to know some of the worries (okay most of them) had disappeared in that moment.
And then I woke up.
Overnight this is what happened:
It seems while WE signed the lease the people with the house to lease decided at the last second not to sign it. They in fact decided not to move at all.
I don’t think there are two more unlucky people than me and Hubby when it comes to this. Karmic retribution? I made someone in the real estate lottery angry? I don’t know. But this being what my sixth or seventh attempt to secure a specific residence I am starting to think there are forces working against me.
It’s not that we would be entirely homeless. My mother in law has offered (and we will be staying there for a short time) her house to us while we find a place. But this adds other concerns.
*I’ll have a rental car for one month (as allowed by our relocation package) but I’ll need to buy something pretty much as soon as Hubby arrives on the 13th. He’s only staying two weeks. Once I buy a car I have to register it. My MIL lives in NJ we want to live in PA. I don’t want to register a car (and pay the sales tax) in the wrong state. Since I need a PA license to register a car in PA and they say I need a utility bill and a copy of a lease to get one… You can see where this is getting complicated. Hubby will also have to sign for the car seeing as he’s the one bringing home the bacon.
*I need to register Boo for school. Any school. Preferably the one he would actually end up going to.
*I need to find a speech therapist for Chick and a pediatrician for them both.
So we start all over, once again and broaden our search and at this point I don’t care what the place looks like, how many rooms it has or if it makes me Happy Go Lucky. I just want a place to live.
If you’ve got a three bedroom anything I can rent you let me know.
8 days and counting down….