Doubt Setting In

I went to look at an apartment in Kirribilli today.  It's 2 bed, 1 bath with parking.  The whole apartment was pretty much gutted and everything was brand spanking new and there was extra storage.  There were absolutely gorgeous views over the bay, but no air conditioning.  However, all the appliances were included, so I figured we could buy a portable air conditioner if we found we needed one.  It's $890/week.  I know.  It's a lot.  But if you want something nice out here, they're all "a lot."  There's no pool or gym, which was one of the things I wanted, but oh well.  People in hell want ice water, as my mom always used to say.  So I forced Jim to put in an application for it.  :)


Well, the agent called me back with concerns from the owner.  They think that we won't be able to afford the apartment on Jim's salary because they think we'll be in a 50% tax bracket.  WTF???  I looked online a couple of days ago and figured out the tax and added $10,000/year to it just in case and it was nowhere NEAR 50%. I have no idea where they are getting that number.  I told the agent that, of course, I was going to be working too and that would be my #1 priority as soon as I found us a place to live.  Also let him know that we have never been late on a payment of rent/mortgage and had certainly never missed a payment.  I also said that I understand that the landlord has concerns, but that it seemed to me that we would be able to cover it, although it would mean that we would be able to save less per month than I would like.


I guess we'll see what happens.  Also, no one seems to want to interview me for a job.  Um, hello!  Awesome employee right here.  So I don't know if I'll have to stoop down to taking a receptionist job to start or what.  No offence to the receptionists out there.  It's a thankless job, as far as I'm concerned.  I just know that I would not be happy in a job like that.  But I guess I'll do it if I have to.  I'm hoping, at least, that I won't have to resort to picking fruit.  LOL


Everyone please pray for us.  I know it's not a dire situation, like we have no place to live or anything.  I just really want this apartment and I really want Jim to love it and I really want to be able to find a good job where I feel needed and make a difference...  so that we can afford said apartment and I can still plan a trip home every 2-3 years.  Thank you family and friends.  Thank you Jesus.  Thank you guardian angels.  Thank you St. Michael.  Amen!