So I finally got fed up and called a real estate agent. I did not do this sooner because I thought using an agent would cost me a fortune. Little do I know. For only a $20 application fee, Krista, my new agent, will find me what I'm looking for. "Oh, there's lots of houses for rent in your price range and where you want to live. I'll send something over to you by the end of the day."
Halleluljah! The angels sang and the sun shined and a weight was lifted. I'm all ready to sit back and have a margarita and celebrate my reprieve from hunting and kick back. Yes? No.
So about ten minutes later, (mind you, I had already called Mike and told him the great news) I get an e-mail from Krista with four locations.
None are in Haddonfield or Collingswood and none of them do anything for me. I write her back and choose my words perfectly. I thank her and ask her two questions about one location. I offer her a list of more specific requirements to "guide you in your search." I inform her that "I very much look forward to hearing from you again soon and that hopefully some locations in Collingswood or Haddonfield pop up."
Mike tells me to drive by the one that was decent. They all have garages so he's happy. (Required)
Should I put my faith in Krista, call another agent, stop even thinking about it until April at least, keep hunting or all of the above?