So if you read my last blog you would know that my landlord is the craziest woman ever. We have been looking for a new place to rent so that we can get off this “crazy train” ride we have been on with her. In the process of looking through home rental ads and property management company postings we saw our house listed. Available for rent September 1, 2009 for $100 more per month than what we are currently paying.
We aren’t even out of the house. We talked to her 3 days ago and told her that we were going to begin looking and most likely be out for sure by the end of the year at the lastest and October 1st at the earliest. Where the hell does September 1st come into that time line I ask you? Not only that – we came home today and found a for rent sign in the driveway. Never mind that she called us an hour before and wanted to make sure that we were still going to be depositing the September rent in her bank account on the 1st – as if we didn’t know she is trying to get it rented out from under us by then!
She drives me freaking nuts! We are trying to find something that fits our family and business needs as we both work from home that is also within our price range. Not always an easy task but certainly not easy in 10 days. So, despite what she thinks she is getting from us – we will continue to look at our options, pack and plan to move ASAP but that woman has got to get ot of our lives. P.S. – between you and me, if she thinks I am paying her September’s rent when she is doing all these absurd things behind our backs she is high as a kite. Never! No way!
Have you ever met someone that seems to be really nice and then as you get to know them better over time you discover that they are freaking CRAZY? The bounce from normal to nuts in 2.5 seconds and you get caught on some kind of weird ride on their personal emotional roller coaster. Well, I have such a person in my life. That alone makes my life, well crazy sometimes, but to make matters worse it happens to be my landlord. Yep, you head me correct…my landlord.
We’ve lived in our house for two, count them, two years and over that time we have been subjected to the craziness of her ups and downs repeatedly. We have discovered a pattern to this ride we are on with her. Literally every three to four months we get a phone call or an email telling us that she is “evicting us in under two weeks”. First, who the hell asks someone to move in two weeks without prior notice? Second, it is always for some reason entirely based on her emotions, like “I just don’t feel the house is right for you”. We always talk to her and the next thing we know we get told “how grateful she is that we are her renters and that she wants us to stay forever.”
I can tellyou, we have been through her almost losing the house for defaulting on her home loan (2 months after we moved in by the way) to her deciding to sell it (twice now). We have done multiple improvements to the house and keep communication clear, open and honest with her. At first I used to get rocked emotionally by her strange behavior. Getting angry, crying, feeling depressed and overwhelmed at the thought of having to try and move at the last minute.
I had gotten to the point where I just expected the freak out to come and as on target we got the expected email three days ago telling us to be out of the house by August 31st. (thats 11 days people!) So, this time I told my husband that no matter how much I loved this house, no matter how much I loved the view that I was done riding on the crazy train with our landlord. I want to move.
Now, I don’t really want to move. I hate the packing, cleaning, searching, negotiating and draw on our finances that come with moving. However, I hate this emotional crazy roller coaster that our landlord thows us on every few months more. So, the search for a new place is on and all the chaos that comes with it. I’m putting it out there to the universe that I’d like a place like the one I am in or better with a landlord we love.