UGH. Reality. It just sucks.
We fixed up and sold our home, moved across the country, lived in our (technically my in-law's) house for five months and then moved into a rental house right after halloween so that renovations could start. Five months, maybe six, is what we were told by the contractor. We were super lucky to find a rental in the same neighborhood as the house we are renovating. We signed a six month lease with the option to go month to month afterward, understanding that no one can predict the weather and construction almost always takes longer than predicted.
And so we come to this moment. Last week our contractor told us our house should be ready by the time the kids go back to school in the fall. um. Right, because May is before the fall.
August. He means August. Well alright, we'll just set it up with our landlord...
Aaaannnd... the homeowner of our rental has just informed us that he's made arrangements for renovations on this house to begin May 1. And he wants us out.
I have some ideas, some thoughts... We're going to try to negotiate a bit, but I am pretty sure this is going to end with our paying to put all of our stuff (toys, books, bedding, art supplies, entertainment) in storage and living with my in-laws for 8 weeks, until the kids are out of school and we can escape to their other house, up in the mountains.
Holy shit, what am I going to do with three kids stuck with my in-laws and none of their own stuff for EIGHT WEEKS?! Lets not forget that neither my husband nor I go to work everyday. oh sweet lord.
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