When we moved to The Sunshine State, we decided to get an apartment within an hour's driving time from University of Tropical Paradise. Sorority Girl could live on campus, but drive home for long weekends of a free laundry room and homecooked meals.
We found an apartment that later underwent the dreaded "Condo Conversion".
It was sold and we started paying rent to the owner instead of the apartment management. Life was good until the morning the Sheriff's Dept Bang, Bang, Banged on the door to tell us the landlord hadn't paid his mortgage in 7 months and the bank was starting foreclosure.
So we decided to stop paying rent!! With the bank's approval, we have been
Squatters With Good Furniture for the past 2 months.
Today, the Real Estate agent hired by the bank is coming to get a key so they can start showing the apartment to prospective buyers. He will also show us apartments in our same complex that are NOT part of the dreaded "Condo Conversion".
It's a good thing I never unpacked half of the boxes from the BIG move.