It’s not February 3rd and I’m not FeatherSky, but I am hereby announcing that we are going to move. Effective March 1st our rent goes up another $100 despite the fact that real estate has steadily dropped in the past two years.
That’s annoying. Even more annoying is that while the letter is dated January 26th, it was not slipped under our door until this afternoon. That means, yes, you’re right, that with only 28 days until March 1st we can’t get out of even one payment of the rent increase with a 30 day notice.
And then guess what? Once we move and try to get settled in the month before the baby is born, we get to call Earthlink again!
So while I’m on the topic of real estate in California, let me share a story of a couple of friends of ours who live up in the Bay Area.
They are a dual income family with advanced degrees and a nanny to take care of their kids. They decided it was time to start looking for a house, and found one they liked, listed at $700,000. They put in an offer at $675,000. The sellers counter-offered with $725,000. The bubble may be deflating, but Californians are still idiots.
We’re staying here because we haven’t gotten what we need from the new job yet. We’re leaving as soon as we can, and we won’t look back. And in the meantime I’m hoping our new apartment doesn’t have RockStarPsychoNextDoor, and that we don’t have to say a prayer before reporting any maintenance.