I hereby claim this moment for self pity
 

Let me first say that I am grateful for whatever problems I have, because 90% of the people on earth are worse off than I am. I promise to keep a brave face in real life, but can I please feel sorry for myself for just one post?

We've been planning a move for some time now. It has been postponed several times for various reasons. No big deal, we've saved money because of it. Michael's boss has a terrific house that he's renting. 2500 sq feet, huge yard, pool, hot tub, swingset, grass, everything I could possibly want in a house for approximately what you Californians would pay for a one bedroom apartment. He's giving us an amazing deal and we don't even have to pay a deposit. So we finalize a date of April 15th to move in. Everything is in place. Or so we thought.

Last week we got a call from our current landlord asking if we could move out a few days before the fifteenth because the new tenants have to be out of their place by the fifteenth. So Michael asks his boss, who calls his Pastor (who is renting the new house right now). The pastor says that they just found out the house they are having built won't be ready for a few more weeks, but they should have an exact date by Monday (today).

So, apparently, Michael's boss didn't tell his Pastor that he had people already set to move in. The pastor was originally supposed to be out by the first, so Mr. Boss assumed everything would be fine.

Let me just say that Michael's boss is a super nice guy. Super nice. He feels terribly and offered to store our stuff and help in any way that he could during the two week interim. Ok, I can deal. It means that we'll probably have to stay in a suite hotel for a few weeks, but it's not the end of the world. Or so I thought.

Today Michael finds out that the pastors house should be done within six weeks. SIX FREAKING WEEKS!!! Meanwhile, we have to be out in eight days. Because Mr. Boss isn't charging us a deposit we don't have any money saved up to put a deposit on a new place. Besides that, this sort of deal on this great of a house is pretty rare, and we plan on renting it for the next five years.

Hmmmm, where does six weeks put us at. Oh, right, the end of May. Did I mention when my due date is? It's May 30. I'm having a freaking homebirth. I will not have it in a hotel room!

So we can tell Michael's boss that we have to be in by May 15th, then suffer for a month in a hotel room (and ask him to pay to board the dogs), or we can try to find a house to rent in one week and borrow the money for the deposit from Mr. Boss, but lose a stupendous house. I'm sure he would do either of those options, but neither of them sounds peachy.

It really sucks to be caught in the middle of this when we did nothing wrong. Ok, sorry this is so long, thanks for letting me whine about it. Feel free to add whatever you feel self-pitiful about. I promise to return to my regularly scheduled counting of my blessings.

Aw, T-- stressful. Moving without weird homeless overlap or baby-birthin' is stressful enough as it is (as evidenced by my month of total quiet here on the board-- I'm not moving, but my boyfriend is and that's bad enough for me!)

Hang in there. Do some meditating. Breathe in and breathe out. You'll get through this, the right solution will come through.

As for my self-pity? For no reason other than my own choice and obligation, I haven't had a weekend-- or a single part of a day of a weekend-- for relaxation and fun since the beginning of March. Weddings? Check. Showers? Check. Holidays? Check. Accompanying tennis-fan boyfriend and his mother to championship tennis because he loves it and he accompanies me to Disneyland even though it's not his love? Check. Packing? Check. Home improvement? Check.

Death rattle? Check.

If I don't get some quality refresh time in the next five days, I will be a puddle of grits. Without butter. No cheese. Just grits.

Traci, hang in there:) I totally understand your frustration. Like LSPE says, moving is stressful enough, without all the extras.

My whinge? I have a cold, and it's affecting my ability to think straight. Add to that that I'll be moving in a couple of months (must be something on the water!). my bf's off to London indefinitely and life is pretty confusing right now. Ahhhchoo!

Ugh, ugh, ugh! That sucks Traci! Has the boss let the pastor know you guys are waiting to move in? Maybe the pastor can move into the new house before it's done, but still livable. My family had to move into our house before it was finished because we had to be out of our rental.....but no matter what....ugh!!

Oh Traci...that sucks! I feel for you!

Me personally...I'd go with the Boss's house...sounds like it's perfect...and sounds like you'll be happier in the long run! What's six weeks...in a hotel! Just think...no cleaning! Someone makes your bed for you...etc....We spent 3 weeks in a hotel once when Bailey was an infant...at first I thought it would suck...but it really wasn't so bad!

I'm right in the housing sucks problem...we can either live here in Tucson..paying $300,000++ for a house...or uproot - start over and move to Phoenix and save $100,000!

Sucky sucky suck suck!

Hmmm, I dunno, I just checked my calender and I believe I have this lifetime reserved.

Mmmm, okay, yeah, sorry for the trouble...I'll take my pitty now.

Jeez, this is pretty damn horrible. :( Hope things work out ok.

Oh man....this is a time for nesting, not uprooting and stressing!! Ack! I would NOT be handling this well if I was in your spot. I'm a huge planner, an overplanner, actually.....I think I'm having an anxiety attack on your behalf.....:eek:

I hope the dates end up matching a little better and that you guys get settled before your baby is due....what a time to be uncertain about your living situation. It's a difficult transition as it is!

You so have my pity and empathy.....ugh!!!

Is there some way that the Paster can be made aware of the special situation you are all in? The fact that not only will you have no place to stay, and not only are you pregnant, but the baby will be pending birth at any moment under that schedule. Perhaps you can guilt him into making a comprimise. 3 weeks / 3 weeks sort of thing. So you get in a little early and he's out a little early.

It would be easier for him to be in a hotel room wouldn't it? Maybe he would be open to the hotel room option more so that you are?

I hope it all works out for you. Heck - what am I saying? It will work out. Everything happens for a reason. This is all going to be okay. :)

Yea verily that sucketh.

I was in a similar moving loop a year ago and very nearly lost it -- and I wasn't even pregnant. I hope you can work something out. :(