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I spent the morning looking for houses. Smurf House is apparently gone which I know shouldn't be a big deal because of the astronomical utility bills but still. It's panic inducing for some reason.
I have a list of places for Mums or the boy to call and pester. I'm kind of hopeful about one so I'm probably screwed.

The thing I don't get is that for all of these but Smurf House, if we didn't get an answer right away, we haven't heard back. For anything. And this isn't like we're fairly far along or anything, it's the "place still available? Yes? Okay, good. What about pets? What about two and two, no puppies or kittens? Yes, I'll await your return call."

NEVER. HAPPENS.

Just fucking call back and tell me that no, it's a deal breaker or the house went to someone else. I'm a big girl, I can handle it. Hell, I'd even be semi-okay if, when I looked later, I found that the house was no longer available. But no! Aside from smurf house and blood on the walls house, everything I've asked about and not been immediately shot down for? STILL THERE.

I could scream, I'm so damn annoyed.
Which has gone so far beyond annoyed that I am squarely in the depressed dumps. Why is it so hard to find a place to live?

The absolute best (and by best of course I mean worst) was reading the FAQ for one company and their assurances to the potential landlords was just wtf worthy. So I'm not holding out any hope on that place.
Honestly, universe. I'm trying here!
Gifs are to liven things up for me. Plus, Blair.