A very nicely coiffed lady came to our door about an hour ago to inform us that our condo has been foreclosed on.
#@#$#!
And that the person we've been paying rent to since October is apparently not the owner of the property, like we were told.
Double @#$#@@#$#!
I've been spending the time since then reading up on Austin tenant law and trying to track down both the guy we thought owns the place (who has moved without giving us an address we're supposed to send our rent to) and the guy who apparently actually does, who lives somewhere out in southern Cali.
Further wrinkles just in... it seems like the sale from Cali guy to Austin guy maybe never went through, for some reason, though all parties thought it did? Oh how FUN it is, being in the middle of this!
Regardless, worst-case we have thirty days from written notice to vacate, which we don't have yet.
Holy poot. We've turned into a statistic!
