Looking for a new home

We'll be on the move again soon, I hope. Skry and I are currently looking for a house to buy - preferably one that can be heated! The rental place that we're in at the moment is not well insulated at all, and many of the windows are draughty, but because the electrics are in such a poor state we're unable to use our electric heaters as the fuses keep blowing. Even one single heater plugged in on a cold night will result in the fuse blowing about three minutes later, and all the plugs going dead. This is particularly annoying if somebody is in the middle of doing something on the computer and it all just goes dead. We've been so cold in the house over the last few nights that our breath was clearly visible in the living room.

We got our landlady around to the place today (after two days of trying) to see if she thinks an electrician is necessary, although since she is not an electrician herself I'm not sure how she's able to make that call. She proceeded to spend the first ten minutes whinging about the small black marks on the wall from when we had the furniture movers bringing our sofa upstairs, and was more interested in getting that sorted than in actually addressing our problem. Given that faulty electrics could result in the place burning down, I thought that might be a priority, but seemingly getting the correct shade of Stony White being applied to the walls is more critical! She also informed Skry that she's considering putting us on ten day notice to leave the house because the stairs weren't vacuumed and there were some dead leaves on the ground outside.

As an aside, the landlady is one of those women who thinks that plastic surgery is the way forward. I'd say she's about 45 years old, but has clearly had a boob job and probably some work to her face (her eyebrows are way too high), and she parades around in tiny tight tops and little skirts that barely cover her bum. It's a bad case of mutton dressed as lamb, but she must look in the mirror and see something she likes.

Anyway, Skry finally managed to convince her that an electrician really should take a look at the wiring, because there is obviously a problem no matter how well the original installation met the New Zealand code. But we are out of here as soon as we find a place of our own. The house is freezing, the wiring is obviously dodgy, the landlady is a nutjob, and we are just sick of living like this. Oh, did I mention that somebody on the same street had airgun shots put through their window a couple of nights ago, and somebody else stole a bottle of perfume meant for me from our mailbox yesterday? It's time to go!!