- 3 years ago
We’re getting married a little more than 3 months from now, at the end of September. Pretty much all the big stuff is done. As far as my frazzled mind can think right now (which isn’t very far, and you’ll find out why shortly) we have to order & send out the invites, track the RSVPS, create a seating chart and we have the DYI projects (centerpieces – but all components are ordered & received, bridesmaids & groomsmen gifts, place cards) left to do.
Our lease ends June 30<sup>th</sup> – but I had a verbal agreement with our Landlord over a month ago, letting him know we wanted to extend the lease. I explicitly told him “ I don’t need surprises – we’re getting married in September”. My Landlord ASSURED me that he would love to extend our lease for another year and that he would drop it off in a week or two. We’ve lived in our apartment for 3 years, and this is how we’ve renewed our lease every other time, so there was nothing really out of the usual. Until…
We came home from our cake tasting (which was phenomenal) to a note on our front door (we live in a GIANT Victorian that was converted into a Triplex) stating that the house was going up for Sheriff’s Sale July 1<sup>st</sup>. We immediately call our Landlord who before I can tell him why I’m calling says: “I haven’t forgotten about you, I’m dropping off the lease tomorrow!” I tell him (maybe I was a little more polite and politically correct on the phone) he’s a bum and is getting his property foreclosed on. So basically, we found out we’re going to be homeless. We spent our entire Memorial Day weekend searching for apartments, and luckily we found a *decent* one we both agreed on. It’s by no means perfect, but we will do our best to make it our new home. We signed a lease Starting June 15<sup>th</sup> – so we have 2 weeks to slowly move stuff over. This is very fortunate, and I know it.
Needless to say – moving this close to our wedding has me absolutely frazzled. I am SOLEY planning the wedding (FI will do things as instructed, has accompanied me on every vendor appointment and has great opinions and taste – but I’m running the show.)
We’re also paying for more than half of our wedding, and now another $4000+ to move (deposits, movers, etc) that we weren’t planning on. We were trying to save for a down payment on a house, which now because of this bump will be pushed back at least a year.
I’m trying to be like Captain Piccard and just “make it so” but I really feel like I’m busting at the seams. FI and I have been having SCREAMING matches about stupid things like how big the refrigerator is at the new apartment or where to put the cat’s box. I’m 110% sure this is just stress. We both work full time – and neither of us are in a position to take any time off to pack or prepare for the move. We’ve been coming home every night from work, ordering take out and packing. I really worry that we’re just either going to be miserable for the coming months due to the stress, or that I will burn myself out and become useless. I’ve been sick (sore throat, laryngitis, ulcers in my mouth) since we found out about the Sheriff’s sale, which I know is how my body responds to stress.
Has anyone been in a similar situation? How did you deal? Any advice would be readily welcomed!