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[cabbitzilla]

Alright, a less hostile post, now that I've got a better lock down on the rage.

Here's the gist of the situation:

• We have to get out of this house. It's quite literally killing me; between outright hostility, rapidly disintegrating conditions, and mold... I'm dying in pieces, here.
• We'd gone through apartment listings, and found -one- that had the things we needed: dishwasher and in-unit washer & dryer. That one was GreenTree.
• We went over, talked with the leasing rep, filled out the paperwork. She assured us that the full two month deposit was the worst that would happened, and thus comforted we looked over one of the units. It was, literally, everything we could have hoped for.
• Today, we were informed that our applications had been rejected. Our credit report was five points under what they considered a 'good threshold'. Megan was the one that took that call; I was tied up in therapy.
• When I picked up Megan, she brought with her a huge cloud of 'why is this happening to me' mopeyness, and resorted to what's become standard for her: constantly haranguing me for reassurement.
• I don't mean to be selfish about this, but I've got MORE than I can handle keeping myself on track; with her gloom tossed on me in addition to the frustration at having the apartment yanked from under us, I overloaded. The result is my earlier post. Instead of the quiet frustration that's generally been my response to her refusal to stand on her own d@mned feet... this time it unlocked the Pandora's box of my temper.
• Most of the rage is locked back down again; it's amazing how cathartic Rammstein can be. There's just nothing like an angry sounding rant about hate, in German, to vent some pressure. I've got the most recent copy of the ASG at my elbow, and a couple websites to poke over... in the hopes that I can locate something half as suitable as GreenTree was.
• The kicker to all of this? Why, GreenTree will happily let us in.... provided we get some other innocent schmuck to co-sign on the lease. After fighting the losing battle to keep this house upright for four years, I've damn near tapped out the charity of a sizeable number of folks; they'd have to be out of their fisking minds to agree to co-sign, and I'd recommend immediate psychotherapy to anyone that offered. Which leaves us ... with no place to go.

Yet. I will get out of this house. There is a way. I don't know what it is, yet, but something will come up.

I just hope the 'solution' doesn't involve holding up a 7-Eleven with a plastic sparkler pistol toy.

Comments

[stardansr.livejournal.com]

What would being a co-signer entail?

[westonian.livejournal.com]

Assuming responsibility for the debt should the primary fail to pay up on time.

[elisabeth.livejournal.com]

Which is why the last point is phrased the way it is. There're maybe three folk that could talk me into accepting them as co-signers... and last I checked, they ALL had the sense to not offer in the first place. :p

[angrykeyboarder.livejournal.com]

At least this place gives you a co-signer option. I had no such luck with 4 different places I'd applied at a few years ago. A co-signer was not an option an neither was being a tenant at any of these places. My solution? We stayted in the same complex but moved to a less expensive apartment there. The whole reason we wanted to move was to save money.