I find it harder and harder to knock out a quick blog post lately.
I am freaking out.
We did not plan well for this at all.
It’s easier to withdraw and ignore the situation than try to figure out what our next step is going to be.
Our complex manager’s boss (the district manager) told my husband verbally that we would not be held to our lease because of all of the issues we’re having. Of course, we didn’t get anything in writing. Our apartment complex manager (when we asked for a move out statement) included a settlement fee for breaking the lease early.
Of course, when we contacted her boss, we got a TEXT MESSAGE that she was teaching vacation bible school (yesterday) and that she was having a medical procedure done (today) so she wasn’t working. Seriously? A text message response (we had never communicated with them via text message previously) after an unanswered phone call?\
So, we’re at a standstill with them until at least tomorrow.
Honestly, the settlement fee isn’t that large but it’s the principle. It’s only a few hundred dollars less than just paying out the rent and keeping the apartment (which we’ll probably do if they go back on their word). But either way, that’s a chunk out of our budget that we hadn’t accounted for. On an already really tight budget, it sucks.
As we do every time we talk about investing a large chunk of time and money into something, Jason and I have begun to talk about building a tiny house on our land again rather than selling it. We’ve had two offers that both fell through. We would love to just sell the land but then I think the idea of a small “base camp” to come home to also appeals to us. It feels like somewhat of an anchor before we jump into the unknown. Again, money is an issue. We just can’t find a way to build and travel.
Still chugging along selling our stuff. Our couch, fridge, washer and dryer, and a huge wooden play kitchen just will not sell! Also a huge source of stress. I don’t just want to give them away – we could REALLY use the money. And a storage unit would eat up another chunk of our budget. Did I mention Jason’s last paid day was Tuesday? So, there is no more money coming in.
I’ve taken up drinking coffee again. A lot of it. Better than taking up drinking and smoking though. Because I consider it daily.
All of this to say that we have NO plan. And we moved our date up to August 15th, depending on our lease situation. I would be MUCH less stressed about having 14 days left with no plan if we could just sell the larger items. If we could fit everything we own in the van, it would buy us more time to figure out a plan of action. We know we’re headed to Texas first to reconnect with family. And that’s pretty much it.
We should have a plan by now, right?