Last week end I went to visit the friend who had made us such a generous offer last month, and who had seemed to recant. Sitting sipping coffee, talking about our next move.
She explained her "not really sure when it will happen wedding". A mariage of convenience for both parties it seems. As it is not my story, I will keep it at that. But her offer is still valid. I told her we had to be sure that if we do move our stuff and our bodies there, she will not be selling the house before the end of June. Or at least, the possession date should be at the end of June or early July, so we can get organized. That seemd to work for her.
In the meantime our landlord has started showing the house, and the couple who came today are very interested. They even left a deposit. So we will probably find out Monday if this goes or not. Still, it means we would be stuck with rent payments until May 1, as the move out date would be May 31. Well, it's better that July 1. So now, it's wait and see.
I will be happy when this is all over. The stress is not healthy. I will be happy when Honey's job is confirmed. I will be happy when we finally settled down in our own appartment, with a one year lease, and hopefully a lease that we will renew for the next 3-4 years. I am very tired of moving.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Just like in a bad movie, got our income tax done at Joe's Fly by Night Taxes and Dry Cleaning
We had an appointment for noon, yesterday, but I had to call to change it to 4pm. The girl on the phone insists that we come in at 3:30, cause they close at 5 and to do a "Couple" it takes over an hour.
So we are there dutifully a bit before 3:30 and wait. We prefer being a bit early, than late. So at 3:45 we are still waiting... Oh sorry, she will be just a few more moments. At 4PM we are still waiting. Both tired and getting grumpy. Oh she won't be much longer now.
We left.
Went next door, ia a rather seedy looking place, I think it was an office, cause there were a couple of desks there and some ratty looking plastic chairs, kinda like a walk-in clinic look... Right next door to the Cash Store on ch. de Montreal, en face du Jean Coutu, for those who know... Nobody in there but us chickens, and the accountant. Ousmane, bless his little heart, asks for a price and negociated down to something affordable (probably their usual price). We hand over all our papers. In the meantime, a few people walk in intermittently, and I am starting to feel claustrophobic, and very aware that we have no privacy. Some of those people are a bit smelly too (cigarette breath and clothes - at least I prefer to think that's all it was).
After about 30 minutes, he hands over our papers and says, ok, you will be getting this back, and you will be getting that back. I put the student fees on yours (me) and blablabla. He had gotten everything mixed up, put half of my stuff on Ousmane's return and some of Ousmane's on mine. I looked at it, and said that I didn't think it was right, so he looked at it again, oops, yup, I just need to change this, and this...And redid it 3 times. Ça inspire la confiance. Yeah, I really would trust this guy with my life.
Finally he finished. I looked it over, it seemd to make sense, the right expenses with the right person and we are getting a bit back. Paid the guy and left very quickly. I would not even be able to tell you how many people were in there when we left, or describe even one of them. Not a good spy or police witness on this one.
I thought that because of the move, the being unemployed, the being a student, the changing of jobs, it would be very complicated, and an accountant would be able to figure it out faster and better than us...
Oh, and apparently, we make too much money to claim our renting fees...
However, with my tax return, I am investing in a "Calculate your own taxes" program. If this guy could do it, I certainly can do it too. Probably better and faster, And with no stinky people sitting too close to me.
So we are there dutifully a bit before 3:30 and wait. We prefer being a bit early, than late. So at 3:45 we are still waiting... Oh sorry, she will be just a few more moments. At 4PM we are still waiting. Both tired and getting grumpy. Oh she won't be much longer now.
We left.
Went next door, ia a rather seedy looking place, I think it was an office, cause there were a couple of desks there and some ratty looking plastic chairs, kinda like a walk-in clinic look... Right next door to the Cash Store on ch. de Montreal, en face du Jean Coutu, for those who know... Nobody in there but us chickens, and the accountant. Ousmane, bless his little heart, asks for a price and negociated down to something affordable (probably their usual price). We hand over all our papers. In the meantime, a few people walk in intermittently, and I am starting to feel claustrophobic, and very aware that we have no privacy. Some of those people are a bit smelly too (cigarette breath and clothes - at least I prefer to think that's all it was).
After about 30 minutes, he hands over our papers and says, ok, you will be getting this back, and you will be getting that back. I put the student fees on yours (me) and blablabla. He had gotten everything mixed up, put half of my stuff on Ousmane's return and some of Ousmane's on mine. I looked at it, and said that I didn't think it was right, so he looked at it again, oops, yup, I just need to change this, and this...And redid it 3 times. Ça inspire la confiance. Yeah, I really would trust this guy with my life.
Finally he finished. I looked it over, it seemd to make sense, the right expenses with the right person and we are getting a bit back. Paid the guy and left very quickly. I would not even be able to tell you how many people were in there when we left, or describe even one of them. Not a good spy or police witness on this one.
I thought that because of the move, the being unemployed, the being a student, the changing of jobs, it would be very complicated, and an accountant would be able to figure it out faster and better than us...
Oh, and apparently, we make too much money to claim our renting fees...
However, with my tax return, I am investing in a "Calculate your own taxes" program. If this guy could do it, I certainly can do it too. Probably better and faster, And with no stinky people sitting too close to me.
News Flash
I had not had much time to write here, and then, a few things have happened in the last few days/weeks, that I have posted on FB, but decided they might fit in better here.
Maybe I sound like I am complaining, or depressed... But this is our reality right now.
We are going to move again, and yes I am a bit depressed about that. A friend of ours had convinced us that once we give our notice, we could stay with her for a few months. It took a very long time to convince us, we were sure that it would not work out. So we give our notice, and now, for her own reasons, this is not going to work out. So that is the part of plan B that is not happening anymore. Why did she wait for us to give notice, before suddenly having a lifestyle change in her situation. And beleive me this is a kind of change that usually one does not decide overnight. At least, I wouldn't.
So here we are, getting ready to pack again.
At least, looks like spring is on the way.
Maybe I sound like I am complaining, or depressed... But this is our reality right now.
We are going to move again, and yes I am a bit depressed about that. A friend of ours had convinced us that once we give our notice, we could stay with her for a few months. It took a very long time to convince us, we were sure that it would not work out. So we give our notice, and now, for her own reasons, this is not going to work out. So that is the part of plan B that is not happening anymore. Why did she wait for us to give notice, before suddenly having a lifestyle change in her situation. And beleive me this is a kind of change that usually one does not decide overnight. At least, I wouldn't.
So here we are, getting ready to pack again.
At least, looks like spring is on the way.
Maybe moving again
The owner got us here under false pretenses. We are renting the main floor and second floor, with washer/dryer in basement, along with the 2nd bathroom. We were told that she wanted to keep the "office" in the basement for her own personal use. Then, in Feb. she tells us she will be renting it, or if we want to keep the whole house, the rent will goe up by about $400. So we decided that when the lease was up on June 30, we would leave.
Plan B was, if she gave us even only 2 weeks notice in April we could leave by May 1. Anyway, another part of plan B is no longer applicable, but the 2 weeks notice still is. So until April 15, we won't know for sure if we are moving or not, and where we are moving, or not. And those 2 weeks may end up being very short notice to find a good spot. So now, we are kind of hoping that she does not find anyone until June 30 or later, as the official two months notice is already given for being out of here on July 1. We can't really come back and say, we changed our minds, we now want to stay till June 30. She already thinks I'm crazy because,when I call her, the dryer is not working, but when she comes to fix it, it is working. But now that it has been "fixed" it is still not working. And I am certainly not calling her again.
I am so fed up of moving. We are thinking of selling all our wordly pssessions, except for the cushions, bed, tv and computer (and of course the pots & pans) and moving into a tiny bachelor appartment somewhere and sign a 10 yr lease. Thank God for nephews who have already offered their help. Guys as soon as we know what is happening, we will let you know.
I can't say that I actually like Ottawa.
Plan B was, if she gave us even only 2 weeks notice in April we could leave by May 1. Anyway, another part of plan B is no longer applicable, but the 2 weeks notice still is. So until April 15, we won't know for sure if we are moving or not, and where we are moving, or not. And those 2 weeks may end up being very short notice to find a good spot. So now, we are kind of hoping that she does not find anyone until June 30 or later, as the official two months notice is already given for being out of here on July 1. We can't really come back and say, we changed our minds, we now want to stay till June 30. She already thinks I'm crazy because,when I call her, the dryer is not working, but when she comes to fix it, it is working. But now that it has been "fixed" it is still not working. And I am certainly not calling her again.
I am so fed up of moving. We are thinking of selling all our wordly pssessions, except for the cushions, bed, tv and computer (and of course the pots & pans) and moving into a tiny bachelor appartment somewhere and sign a 10 yr lease. Thank God for nephews who have already offered their help. Guys as soon as we know what is happening, we will let you know.
I can't say that I actually like Ottawa.
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