HOUSE HUNTING HORRORS

It has only just begun, yet already I want to head butt a brick wall. The search for a new property to rent is doing my head in. We were told we have two months left in our current rental, as the owner is selling. However, as this falls right in the middle of when Justin is away, we want to have found something, and moved, before the 20^th of September. 

Oh and let me tell you it is a hard thing to do. Getting a decent rental in Brisbane, at a good price is akin to winning lotto. We could live close to the city in a dumpster for what we could afford, or further out. Even then, the below is an example of a two bedroom, three quarters of an hour from the city.

I showed up today at a viewing, me and about twenty other people. Some are nice, and will chat. You even see some at other houses you look at.

Others, like this lady today, actually have no manners what so ever. She shoved me, to get into a room that already had way too many people in it for its size. When I turned to her and said excuse me, she played the ‘I don’t speak English card’. Um, I may not speak Cantonese, but I know that option!! To make it even sillier, she had been speaking perfect English to the realtor.

It makes me sad, we all want the same thing, a place to call home that does not break the bank. Oh, and someone to pack and move all of your stuff for you.

The other choice is I can live in a six bedroom home with ocean views, three bathrooms, a study and four car garage for $260 a week; the only catch is that it is on Russell Island. This one cannot claim close to transport as a selling point.

It may just be easier to win lotto than to find a nice rental at a decent price.