more wet, more mold - thats it! I am outa here!!

Looking back, this place is a blessing but also a disaster waiting to happen. Yes it is great in alot of ways. Its huge, the rent is right, and the landlord is ok. He jus has one major flaw. He' cheap. Something breaks he asks the tenants to fix it.
When we moved in the bathroom had lots of mold - but it wasn't the scary mold from what we could tell. We worked out a deal with the landlord to let us fix the bathroom and he would take it off of our rent. Its nothing new to him, he did it with previous tenants who fixed the kitchen. And he is currently doing it with the man upstairs who is redoing his bathroom. Nothing new. But before we have a chance to start work on the bathroom, the leaks begin. The closet in alices bedroom leaks - almost every day, and the area under the window in the office is damp. The landlord sens over a plumber he does some stuff and declares the leak in Alices bedroom fixed. So we gut the bathroom in december and compleatly re-do it. Plumbers, construction workers and anyone who hs experience from our ward came to help. And when it was done it worked great!
The floor in the office is still damp, butwe figured it was because it was winter and we removed the tape from the window to open it because we need some air. SO we closed the window, retaped it and figured that would do the trick, and no leaks from alice's closet. Then someone new moves in upstairs and the leaks begin again - great torrents of water that seap through dans freshly finished dryway and soak the closet and the floor. the guy upstairs comes to look at it, says he will fix it.
Then yucky brown water starts dripping through the ceailing fan onto the toilet - turns out the toilet upstaris is broken and that water, was from the sewage line. Dan has to rip out a ton of the dry wall he put up only a few months before so that we can look at the problem. And, we have to use an umbrella to use the facilities. At this point the guy upstairs starts demo on his bathroom - we want to warn him, "don't trust the landlord".

Oh wait - - didn't I tell you ...

The landlord with all his "i pay you to the do the work' crap didn't even refund us all the money WE spent on HIS bathroom. Shorted us about a thousand dollars actually, and stopped paying Dan for labor when he was about half done. Apperently bathrooms can't cost more that 1,500.00 dollars. But anyway...

So the bathroom upsairs is getting demolished - should be the end of our problems right? Wrong. The storage room starts leaking - gallons of water pouring down adn soaking our belongings. Christams tree, car seat, crib, the last of the dry wall. It smells like laundry water. The landlord doesn't beleive us. It happens again and he rushes over - sure enough water everywhere. Inches of it on the floor, in our suitcases, pooled in the car seat. I don't lie. The guy upstairs comes down, says he will fix it.

The bathroom upstairs gets done, he runs the water and tons of it once again comes through Alice's closet and coaks the dry wall, the wood, the floor.

I am getting tired of this.

Fast forward less then a month (yes, less than a month) to sunday. A damp spot once again appears n the floor in the office, the same place it was when we moved in. I grab a towel and put it on it, I want to see how much water there is... we get home from a sunday mountain trip and the towek is soaked. We begin moving furniture. Dan removed the box to our camera - a once white box. It is lack and fuzzy. He removed a spare peice to the computer desk - it is green and black and fuzzy and plyable. He moves out the filing cabinet. The carpet underneath it is soaked and the bottom four inches of the cabinet is green and black and fuzzy. We take out the files, the inside is black and fuzzy. At this point the smell begins, it slightly noxious, burns your nose and throat. Dan pics a picture up that had fallen a few weeks before - you can't even tell what it was. We move the computer desk out - - the floor is soaked. the floor boards are mouldy and have holes in them where the mold has eaten through. the dry wall is soaked. I begin to bawl.

I mean I an over -emotional pregnant woman its what I do.

We need to move that much is certain, but with no where to go we have to stay hear until November.
What happens in november you ask? Well if all goes to plan we will be moving into our own house. Yes, we get one of those snazzy death contracts and we move into our own place. As of now finiancing and everything is looking good, down payment looking good (we may be able to use the tax credit, if not we go rural) The only problem - we have no earnest money. We will - toward sthe end of Noember - when its too late to make any of this work. So we have to borrow it from somewhere. The sad thing is is that no more than three weeks ago we had that much in the savings account.. where did it go you ask? Oh you know... speeding tickets, school fees... I only have about 500 of it left... My grandfather used to say something, still does. Things go wrong when your heading in the right direction. Well as %&$##* as this is - we must be going in the right direction. So say a prayer for us that we can find/borrow/ come up with a thousand dollars to get out of here. We need this, we can't stay here. Its too bad borrowing money is such a tough subject... saying 'we will pay you back in november' simply doesn't work anymore...

Wish us luck... this timing is going to be awfull. If we find the earnest money we will move in two months before baby comes. If we don't we have to wait for the check in november and move into something else the first of december - mere weaks from my Due date...

But we have to move.. that much is certain.