After eleven month of living in our dream home we have come to face the ugly reality. End of last week we received the termination of our rental contract. This feels very much like shattered dreams. To say I am confused, angry and overwhelmed doesn’t really cover all the emotions running through my system. In the end I am probably just tired. Well, at least right now as I was lying awake in bed for three hours. Now I am sitting here needing to write it of my chest.
Feel feel to skip this rambling. I have no idea where it goes but I need some sort of catalyst. Some place to vent, to lay it all out. If you have no clue what I am talking about you may want to skip back reading the beginning of the story.
What has happened in the past six months
After discovering that the apartment was on sale in early May 2022 we had to deal with the most stupid, lazy and brazen real estate agent. First contact: calling out of the blue saying they want to tour the apartment within the week… We had to make this possible. However we asked everyone wear masks, come tested and not touch anything. We were still in a pandemic. There were still state induced rules. This worked out only partly… So after each showing we basically had to disinfect the entire apartment.
The first showing was ridiculous. I had to leave the room otherwise I probably would have hurt someone. The real estate agent came in with his client, looking at the husband and says: alright, please show us the home. He had never set foot into the apartment. Had not contacted us to introduce himself, had no clue about the area, the apartment, the conditions. So every question asked, was directed at us to answer. The first time we were so stunned we actually did answer some of those questions. The second client called 5 minutes after the appointment if he can come an hour later. Wtf…
All of them were not informed that we had just moved in in April and had an indefinite rental-agreement. It was sold as we would be moving out by March 2023. When we pointed out that we have no plans on moving out the situation always got awkward. The agent played it down. The client was embarrassed and we felt like squatters.
Then a lady came a long who really wanted the apartment. So owner and real estate agency got really really pushy on us signing agreements and committing to moving out. Intimidations with lawyer talk and letters. By then we had of course done our research and talked to lawyers ourselves. It was all about making noise but it sure was exhausting, stressful and tainted the entire living situation.
In September we made an offer that we would move out without legal charges if both moves will be paid as well as an additional severance. We also asked for 6 month to find a new apartment. However, including an option that if we find something faster we would move out earlier and receive a small amount of money additional. Well, to make a long story short (feedback took 8 weeks at times) we never received any reply – same as to our offers on buying.
It got quiet over the holidays. In January the offer was disappearing online and the husband had a weird gut feeling. I resolved to ignoring the elephant in the room and pretending all was fine until something happened. Well, and here we are. March 2nd the termination was in the mail box. Which I picked up, put aside and ignored. I am rather good at this game. We did open it that night though…
And since then all is different. I am grieving. I am tired. I am mad. I just want to leave. And at the same time want to stay. It is a rollercoaster of emotions. It does shit for my migraines and my insomnia. I am crying out of the blue but I need to work and create fun content on social media. It is a stretch. I am not managing…
Currently our lawyers are evaluating our options. Of course we are also looking at apartments – since May but nothing affordable and nice has been out…
Ok, so to clear my head and get acquainted with the idea that I may not be staying much longer in this apartment I made a pro con list.
Pro’s on moving out
- We no longer (not much longer is probably more realistic) have to deal with the owner of the apartment.
- Clarity. No more dreading to open mail, emails and picking up phone calls.
- I won’t be looking at a run down bathroom with broken tiles and moldy silicon joints.
- No more or at least less spiders everywhere. As well as these huge critters that look like a crossing between a silverfish and a shrimp.
- No more overly nosy neighbors… maybe…
- No more financing an ass* with our rent money.
Con’s on moving out
- No more waterfront living (our biggest dream).
- Not being able to live in the neighborhood we came to enjoy and feel at home.
- No more library 50 meters away – not that I have used it that much but I was planning too.
- No more quick dip in the water during my lunch break or in the evenings.
- No more beautiful sunsets.
- No more excitement on the water such as the fire department running diving trainings, the rowing clubs practicing and doing regattas, the police ship coming by daily, the swan attacks when swimmers get to close to the young ones.
No. surprise that the con list of moving out is longer. This is my current reality.
If you can think on any arguments for moving out, shoot! Other advice also welcome. Did anyone had similar experiences? How can I handle the mental stress? How can I handle the issue that within a year we have to pay the second move and rebuy furniture because it’s never gonna fit completely? Should we look into buying so we never have to deal with this again? Did you ever experience the feeling of shattered dreams?