Was it Something I Said?

Yet another contract bites the dust.

The seller and the president of the strata said that there wouldn't be a problem with the pets; that they would get us approval in writing. If they hadn't told us that we would have never put an offer in on this last townhome. BUT the treasurer said no. Fuckers.

We're going back to concentrating on houses. They're a bit more expensive but without strata fees to consider, and as long as the taxes aren't outrageous, we can afford a bit more.

Have you picked up on the fact that I'm tired of this shit?