I know it's probably partly PMS, but I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how we're ever going to find a flat in Germany from here. It all seems so impossible. And Olek isn't helping me much. I understand that there's not much he can do. He's working 10 hours a day and I'm the one who speaks German (well so does he, but you know...) so I have to do the calling. But I just want to yell at him that I already found the place we're living in now and got him the room in Mainz and I hate doing this and I just plain don't know how anymore. #
We were planning to go to Dresden (our friend is letting us stay at her place) in two or three weeks for a few days. But obviously if I call now, no one's going to want to make appointments for "in two weeks". They're going to have a million other people (presumably with more money = more security) wanting the place by then, so they're not going to wait for us.
I guess all I can do is wait and start calling places a few days before we're planning to travel there. But I'm super stressed that there won't be any decent places to look at then.
I just feel hopeless and left alone. The stupid boy has NEVER even looked for a flat, let alone gone flat hunting and whenever I tell him about a problem he's telling me I'm exaggerating or that I don't know "for sure" (no, but I've flat hunted before and common sense tells me. And surprise, surprise, the two places I called today confirmed what I've been telling you for WEEKS!).
I'm just so angry and desperate and I don't see how this is ever going to work out.
We don't really have a lot of free time to go and look at places, either. We both work and we can take only so many days off (which are unpaid for both of us, thus making the move even more expensive). We're both quitting our jobs here in September, but going there in September to look for a place from Oct 1st is very late and super risky. People are looking for new tennants from October NOW, not in two months *sigh*
Also Olek just came to my work (well he was here anyway, but he called me to come down) and we talked a little. I feel slightly better now. (And light headed from a combination of 30C heat and our stupid elevator)