Apparently, the owner of the house we're renting decided Friday to put the place on the market. They were kind enough to let us know today what was coming down the pipe. I don't doubt the agent will give us a crack at it but a) nobody would lend us money when they'd give out home loans free in your Cracker Jack box, much less in the grip of a Global Financial Meltdown (TM) and b) we only have about a month and a half of rent and bills in the bank (maybe) and certainly NOT a down payment. I'm guessing, barring weirdness, we're going to have to move again in the next 6 months. If we're lucky, it'll be the longer end of 6 months. Unfortunately, the neighborhood is nice so I don't expect it to remain on the market that long. Fortunately, the house has quite a bit wrong with it so it may take longer or require someone willing to put a chunk of money into it or who wants to tear it down and build something new. If we're lucky, the asking price will be ridiculous and stay there meaning we may have even longer but no matter how you look at it, I foresee us being fucked.
God, I'm sick to death of moving. Moving in January was my 4th move in 5 years and I said that I didn't want to move for at least a couple of years at least, preferably to somewhere we were buying. Fuck.
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