Yesterday, my real estate lawyer finally reported in. He's been exchanging phone messages with the landlord for three weeks, and yesterday the agent called to say that the sublet would not be at my very low rent but at some "official" market-level rent, 3 or 4 times my rate. This is alarming, and probably not legal, but the situation is complicated by various layers of recent rulings and agreements that no one understands completely. I will get our tenants' association lawyer to talk to my lawyer about it. I also got a call from one of our potential subtenants (two roommates had applied) to say that her situation has changed and she is withdrawing. There is a new roommate proposed, but she and the other roommate have never met. Not to mention that our apartment at the moment is in no condition to be viewed!
In the wake of these events (and having just had our celebratory wine), Fumiko and I had a big fight. We've had a rocky time lately, actually, with moments of good feeling and cooperation heavily larded with spiteful and angry exchanges. I'm hoping that this is just the stress of the situation, but we've had these times before. The only time that we didn't was during the years that we lived in Japan. I'm hoping that Canada will be like Japan, not like the U.S. (or Mexico or Guatemala). But if we can't live together peacefully there, I want to be able to come back to my apartment in New York. During this particular fight, Fumiko said that she has given up her situation in Japan and that it's not fair that I should keep mine. I should get rid of a lot of my stuff and give up the apartment, she said. I wonder, if we broke up, would she stay in Canada or go back to Japan? We'll have to talk.
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