Sorry that I've been so bad at keeping up ladies. We've had a whole lot happen and it is definitely getting to me.
This will basically just be a long rant, so feel free to skip if you'd like.
DH and I have been living in our apartment for two years. We've pretty quickly outgrown it and put in our notice that we were leaving. We had a lot of trouble finding something we liked within our price range, but after I picked my daughter up from Girl Scouts one day, I saw a For Rent sign at a duplex a couple blocks from her school. Long story short, we liked it, we applied and we were approved
There were a lot of things we liked about it and it seemed ideal. I was finally less stressed and looking forward moving in. On May 4, we signed our lease. We started moving things over May 5. Unfortunately, DH and I discovered a gas leak and our gas was shut off, leaving us without heat and hot water. We had already made arrangements to move all of our furniture and other big stuff for Sunday (May 6) so we had to go through with it. We tried to contact our landlords, but couldn't get alond of them or even leave them a message
We finally got in contact Monday morning, but they didn't have someone come fix the gas until Tuesday afternoon
But we figured things would go more smoothly. Well, they didn't. I started suffering with allergies shortly after we started staying there. I thought they were maybe pollen allergies. However, within the next couple days, Everett got really sick, too. And my two cats also got really sick.
With some digging, we determined it was mold. Our landlords refused to believe there was any mold, they said it was just mildew, and that everyone reacts to it so it's fine.
We explained the health issues and they relented and agree to break our lease and return our deposit.
But I am absolutely devastated over this. DH and I are now making an emergency move to my grandma's - 100 miles away from the city we were living in. We drained our savings for this move and are going to have a really hard time recovering from this. My kids are going to have to switch schools and leave all their friends and everything. Not only that, but it's incredibly hard to stay with my grandparents. They're old and set in their ways. They do not handle disruptions in their routines well and having their granddaughter, her husband, and three kids move in is a huge disruption. The only plus side to any of this is that we are close to our families again (my grandparents, my mom, DH's dad, and my ex-in-laws (which will allow my big kids to have visits with their dad again).
I'm really struggling with this all right now. But I'm trying to be strong for my kids. I feel so lost and devastated though. And DH is still in our rental getting things packed while I'm 100 miles away.