Oh my. I guess the universe decided I needed a few more things on my plate at the moment.
Last week I returned home from a quick weekend in Austin to find something stuck to my door. A letter from the post office trying to deliver a piece of certified mail to our landlord. A quick google search of the company that sent the letter confirmed my fear……it was an eviction notice.
We found out about a month ago that our landlord had let the house go into foreclosure. A little piece of information she neglected to tell us. The house sold at auction in July so I’ve been waiting for something to arrive but was really hoping it wouldn’t until Dan got home! Ugh! I called up the lawyer’s office representing the bank to try and get more information but they were not interested in talking to renters….only problem with that is our now ex-landlord has completely disappeared. She changed her email and all other contact info and has moved lord knows where. The bank/lawyers can’t find her and neither can we (which stinks because she also owes us $1400 in deposit money).
Needless to say a lot of panic…..countless phone calls…..and maybe a few tears were shed trying to figure out our next steps. Luckily we found out that we could get the military to pay for our move (thanks to the 2009 Renters Protection Act by President Obama!) so that took a huge weight off my shoulders! I spend several days driving all over the city looking at houses that were for rent. It is slim pickings at the end of August with PCS season coming to the end! Ugh! Thankfully I managed to find a house that has the space we want and is closer to Dan’s work. The house is not my style (I loathe the kitchen)…but I’m not buying so it will work! ๐ ย I’m just happy that I get to keep my guest room, give both kids their own room, AND have a playroom. Kids can make a house seem very tight quick!! ๐
Once I found the house I had to set up the move. This involved getting military orders written to me (a civilian) under Dan’s name. Oh you can just imagine the fun that was! I have never talked to so many people and driven to so many offices in my life. I have a very intimate knowledge of several buildings on Lackland. Everyone wanted something different and in typical military fashion no one could agree on exactly what needed to be done to facilitate this. Aaagghh! Even more fun was some people were fine with my standard Power of Attorney and others wanted a more specific one (as in a POA for each individual military document I was issued!). Oh sweet lord. Thankfully calls to a few Jags on base cleared this up and my POA was allowed.
Once I finally had everything approved I had to head to the TMO office to actually fill out the paperwork to have movers arranged. I managed to get a very unhappy lower enlisted airman who had no clue what she was doing. Crap! Add into the problem that I couldn’t get the keys to the new house until Sept 9th (and I leave for Europe on the 10th!) and my head almost exploded right then and there! They refuse to set up a move on the weekend (um..ok) so I had to schedule it for mid-Oct when I get back. The “nice” lady wasn’t happy with that and kept telling me it had to be sooner. She even so “sweetly” suggested I cancel my trip. I told her unless the US Military planned on refunding me all the money I’ve spent already on the trip that was not happening. Then she kept pressuring me to put down someone who could accept the move for me while gone. That *might* have been possible except for the fact that they only want to do it during the week at normal business hours. Hmmm….she didn’t seem to understand that most people work or stay home with small children and therefore would not be able to hang out all day at my house watching movers pack & unpack. The best part was when she kept telling me to use my husband as a point of contact even after repeatedly telling her that he was currently deployed. She just couldn’t understand why he couldn’t be reached. I’m guessing she is a little green and hasn’t had the fun of playing in the sandbox yet! ๐
So as it stands now we are having movers come pack & load everything on the 15th and unload everything on the 16th of October. I really have to watch my return from Europe! I should be home easily before that….but I might decide to skip the few nights in Aviano to make sure I get home in time! I will not breathe a sigh of relief until this is over. I do not trust that something somewhere is going to get jacked up with paperwork the day before everything is set to happen. Only 2yrs but I have learned the military way! ๐
Just what I wanted to do at 29+wks pregnant….unpack and organize a whole house. Yay. ๐ฆ
The one good thing in all of this is that I get to go through everything and toss anything we don’t need/want AND set up a whole organized system ๐ ย Every pregnant nesting woman’s dream!! Haha!