I am really annoyed with our real estate at the moment, and the whole renting concept (although, it's not really that bad).
We've been in our current place for just over two years now. The plan was not to be here for so long, and save to buy a house. We were doing pretty well, but we got to a point where we wanted to do other things before getting into the whole debt thing again, so we traveled and eased up on the budget a bit.
The landlord is a complete tight ass, and although we've never technically had a problem while being in the house, it can be frustrating trying to get repairs made to the property. The house is old, and needs work. It's not pretty on the eye but it does what it need to do for us. We had the toilet from the bathroom fall off the wall (yes, it fell off), the screen doors never latched, the wiring is shot, the stove top has stopped working and most recently the colourbond fence, which looks to be about 50 years old has rusted and fallen over. '
Neighbours from each side say she's a nightmare, and the house once belonged to her mother (hence the reason they believe she will not sell it).
Anyways, the people who really drive me nuts are the real estate - or the property manager that we deal with. You can never get in touch with her, by email or phone, and they seem to completely disregard anything we try and do. We were supposed to have an inspection yesterday, and I changed it to today, because I would be home. Emailed, phoned, etc. No call back to confirm. I come home yesterday and the property manager's card was in the door. So, at 5.15pm, I left a VERY curt message on their answering machine and punched out an email. "Hello... how am I supposed to get in touch with you? Because I am at a loss how I am supposed to know you will be there at a certain time if you don't return ANY of my calls or emails, ever."
I am going down there today, to sort it out. But I can't think why anyone would do a job so badly! It drives me nuts.
So, the point of the blog. I was sitting there thinking how much I hate renting, and I wish we had our own house. Then I started looking around at the assets we have, which technically is where the money is tied up. A race ready 180sx, an alpha romeo, rooms full of junk and of course, up and coming tax return.
It's looking very likely in 12 weeks time* that we'll be moving... into our own place. Something really dodgy and small that we can renovate and sell off in another 18 months time. I don't care if it's a dive, because we could fix it. Different to living in a dive of a rental property that you can't even stick blu-tack to a wall (yes, that is in the lease agreement which is a laugh because the giprock is separating from the walls and ceiling, and paint is peeling everywhere).
So if I've followed through with this, you can bet that I'll be inviting everyone down for Christmas!
*One of the prerequisites for obtaining a home loan is that you must have had your deposit and savings history for a minimum 3 months. So even if you won 3 million tomorrow, you'd have to have the money for this amount of time before the bank said yes, to show that you can make repayments and have good banking sense.