Beyond Pissed
I am so stressed out and pissed off right now that I can barely get this out. Here’s the deal: Our lease in our current place ends on October 1st. About two months ago one of the Mom’s who’s kids I watch said she would rent us her house. Great. We got all the paperwork together, got the lease set up and basically all we had to do was sign. Fast forward to Friday, as in TWO DAYS ago and a mere TWO weeks before I have to vacate:
Her: “Um sorry but I just found out from my mortgage company that I can’t rent the house.”
Me:” Well what if you keep everything in your name and we will just pay you cash? We can still put everything in writing so you are protected, but we just won’t mention it to your mortgage co.”
Her: ” Yeah, I would totally do that but I don’t want to get in trouble.Sorry.”
Me: WHAT THE FUCK???!!!
So now I have to find a new place to live and I have about 11 days to do it. I bet some of you are thinking, “Why don’t you call your Landlord and see if they will let you stay?” I did that. This is where the story gets REALLY freaking good. I call the landlord and she tells me that I called her just in time and that she will put my 30 day notice on the back burner and essentially let us do month-to-month until we can find another place. I thanked her and then explained what had happened with the other rental house. She kindly sympathized with me and we hung up. About five hours later she calls me back and tells me that two people at her work told her that I was going around town telling people that she was a slum lord and that she does a shitty job. I asked her who said that and she said it was two people she works with. The only people who work with her that I know are C, the girl who was going to rent out her house and then couldn’t, J the lady I met when I first moved here who has become a very close friend and G, who I wrote about in a previous post and is the bitch that works with me at the Daycare. I’ll give you one guess as to who I think is behind this whole fiasco.
So needless to say, I’m kinda freaking out. I’m hoping I can find something tomorrow, but as of right now I have NO WHERE to go.
Sometimes life gives you lemons and no amount of sugar or vodka can sweeten up this lemonade….


You call me if you don’t get this figured out. I have no answers for you, but we’ll keep you clean and warm if you can’t find anything… remember that nice comfy bed in the basement
I’ll say prayers that you find something very, very soon…
Damn people!
This is why I hate small town living. There’s always some kind of ridiculous drama when all you want is to accomplish something quite simple. If someone doesn’t like you, they will tell half the town why you shouldn’t be liked, blah, blah, blah. Can’t stand it.
Good luck in your search.