For 8 of the soon-to-be 11 years we have lived in Mexico, we have been renting a house that is just 3 doors down from my in-laws. (We lived with them our first 3 years in Mexico.)
Up until August of last year, we had lived in this house without a rental contract and paid the ridiculously low amount of 600 pesos per month for the rent of both the house and Hubby's upholstery shop. (Can you imagine paying $50 dollars a month in rent for both a house and a shop in the U.S.?)
Then last year, when one of the owners came to visit, she doubled our rent and insisted we sign a rental agreement. I think she works as an apartment manager or something like that in the U.S. As a former office manager for a property management company, I can understand why she was so insistent
When filling out the agreement, the owner told us we could make it out for however long we wanted. Not happy about having our rent doubled overnight, Hubby wasn't really sure if he wanted us to continue living in this house much longer, so we suggested it be for only a year.
That contract expired in August. With the owners in the U.S. and the landlady not really wanting to be involved, no mention of needing or wanting a new one was ever made. Until last week. The landlady dropped off a new rental agreement/contract for us to fill out and sign. Again, we were told we could make it out for as long as we wanted.
Not wanting to have to go through this hassle year after year, Hubby and I agreed that a three year contract would be fine.
Well...this morning we got a call from the other owner of the house (they're sisters) telling us that we should fill out the contract for just another year, because she hopes to move down some time at the end of next year. Si Dios quiere. (If God willing.)
All of this is fine with both Hubby and I. We knew that we wouldn't live in this house forever. Me and this house have never really gotten along anyway. (You can read more about that here and here.) The good thing is that we have a few options for our next rental home when our time is finally up.
What's really disturbing to me though, is that one of those houses is out in the middle of nowhere (really it's just the outskirts of town) with absolutely no internet access WHATSOEVER!
Looks like 2012 might be the end of the world after all!
Ay. Dios. Mio!