Bad News Tuesday

After Mrs_G came home from the prang, there was a knock on the door. It was the owner of the new real estate agency. He’d come to tell us that the owner wants to sell.

In September the previous real-estate agency “told” us that they wanted out of the rental market. Yet somehow, they still have places to rent! I reckon they only wanted to lose the problem owners, as ours appears to be. When something needs to be done, the current owners just faff about like it doesn’t matter. We reckon they’re musicians who are living on the proceeds, which isn’t a bad thing, but the fact that they’re crap means that they put the rent up at every opportunity, as opposed to the previous owners at the previous address who only put the rent up in Jan07, and we moved in in Jul98.

And the sad thing is about the previous address is that the owner wanted to sell that property as well. Took us 5 weeks and 70 property inspections (including looking at places and deciding that they were dumps – this teaches one that, on the Real Estate and Domain sites, if there’s no photo, they don’t want you to see it until you get there, because it’s a piece of shit).

Then there’s the packing, and the unpacking. We still have boxes in the garage from the move. That was in Nov07. And because of the IVF we’re not exactly flush. We have been looking forward to a tree-change, which we had planned to discuss tomorrow. But now is the choice – do we go now, or do we go to another address in Sydney or do we make the change? Problem is, I only have 4 credit points to go in my degree, and three courses of chemo. The uni could be done by distance, which is how I’ve done most of the history component of the degree, and three courses of chemo could be done at any hospital (couldn’t it?).

But as I said, we’re not exactly flush. We do have to move … do we make the big dive, or just a little one …