I think we're going to move. It's not an ideal time to do so but as Bear said wisely, it probably won't be for a few years and we're just so miserable living where we are now. It's sad because the location and most of the neighbours are really lovely but the landlord is a total lazy so-and-so who takes forever to do anything, including:
a) sorting out any drainage problems (we've lost three sets of towels due to the fact the water pipes just can't deal with the vast amounts being processed so it backs up into our loo because we're directly by the drain and urgh, it's as disgusting as it sounds, really.) - it's taken days. Yep, days.
b) sorting out the heating (I feel bad for the people living here who have kids...) as the heating goes through the pipes, no heating typically means no hot water. This too seems to take days to get fixed.
c) the effing windows! I'm not even going to elaborate on this part. Seriously.
d) THE DAMP IN THE WALL. Again, see above. It's also really unhealthy for us.
The whole place is just really grubby and uncared for, I mean, when we moved in it was just the same but yeah, we were naive andthought the landlord would make good on his promises, I'm sure he's a very nice person, he just shouldn't be a landlord 'causefrankly any landlord that says his hours are nine to five, Monday to Friday, is living in cloud fucking cuckoo land.
So, the drains are acting up again. The bathroom flooded with our bathwater drainage before and the toilet started bubbling up, gag, and I was just about ready to tear my hair out. We rang him, no answer. We texted him - got a reply saying it wasn't him? Urgh, checked the number against all the corrospondence. Yep, it's his number. Or not. Checked the website, it's down (not a good sign either...), texted his partner in the business (no response either) and finally we tracked down the business number from Google, rang and spoke to a woman who said she'd pass the message on. So, now we're playing the waiting game...again. We've seen a bunch of places on a complex about five minutes away online so we're going to make a bunch of appointments (same day if possible) so I'm feeling a little better than I did around ten this morning. I think being in a place where cleaning actually makes an effect on the enviroment, people respect the property around us and we have a little more space will enable me and Bear to work much better as a couple and as individuals, me with my crafting and writing and him with his university work. Actually starting to feel a little excited now, yeah!
I'm already kinda dreading the process leading up to the move more than anything though. We're going to have a major sort out and storage solve a lot of our stuff (Mark's cards and my fabric stash for example) 'cause I'm not wasting any energy on lugging stuff around we don't need/use anymore. I'll have to be ruthless. To myself. eBay and charity shops watch out for my crap, lol.