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Nov 21, 2005 10:10

Stress is really mounting again over this whole house business. I can feel the tension creeping back into me. You see, a week and a half ago James, Poppy and I applied for a house. We are yet to hear about it, despite regularly calling them. We know that our references have been called and that our application is not only very good but is the only one for this house. http://www.realestate.com.au/cgi-bin/rsearch?a=o&s=vic&c=97974776&tm=1132549742&id=401843535&f=0&p=10&t=ren&ty=&snf=rbs&ag=&cu=&fmt=&header=

We know that the Real Estate have approved it but it is a deceased estate and so it the family that are being disorganised and won't give the go ahead for us to take the house. The date it is avaliable is Wednesday. Now the property manager is sick. Tomorrow, we should 'definately' know but that is what they said about Tuesday last week, Friday and Today.

The nerves are horrible. And I can feel myself becoming more withdrawn from poppy and james as a result of them. it wears me out. As does Solace's new obsession with the compost bin, driving my sick housemates around to specialists, working, dreaming of horrible things happening and the fact that we have said that we will move out in 9 days. We don't have many friends in Victoria and even few upon whose floor we could camp out. Family it will have to be and that won't be much fun.

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