Ahhhh...another weekend.
We went and saw the silent movie, "Nosferatu," last night at one of the music centers at the University of Oklahoma campus. There was live music accompaniment. It was SOO cool!
My german class teacher in high school got this movie from the library every year around Halloween, and we would watch it in class, with the original German subtitles, so the film itself is one to which I have sentimental attachment.
The music that was played was partially the original score that was written FOR THE MOVIE in the 20's. THAT was very cool!
Our weather has finally turned nice, and some are saying that we are finished with it being too hot to be fall. I hope they're right!
We got a few hours of rain the night before last, and word is also going around that the burn ban is going to be lifted next Tuesday.
We waited to decorate our front porch for Halloween until this weekend, and I am so glad we did, because, at other homes around the area where they put stuff up early, the recent wind and rain has ruined everything.
In other news, everyone involved in the process knows that the newly corrected lease was to have been presented to the condo tenant to sign on this past Tuesday evening, and put in the mail to me on Wednesday.
That means that it will arrive in TODAY's mail.
Apparently, the other occasions upon which we were told it was "in the mail" were, to try to put it politely, inaccuracies.... as the correction itself was never done until now.
Also, I received my first regular rent check from the new tenant, and he did NOT follow the instructions we were told he was given to NOT PAY ME for the days at the beginning of October, during which his access to the property was blocked.
I am pleased that he chose to do what was RIGHT, instead of what he was told to do.
No Halloween parties this weekend. The only one we were invited to was last weekend, and it was a specific theme of superheroes/supervillains.....and we weren't really interested in spending money on those kinds of costuming projects, so we said no.
None of our other friends are having parties this weekend, and I've heard from folks at work that this is pretty rampant around here this year. Everyone's holding on to their money very tightly, it seems.
Speaking of trying to be prudent with funds, we have decided that we are going to switch over and use my company's benefits instead of Dave's.
The company I work for has a statewide group, too, but our group has FAR more people in it than the gas company, and the premiums are lower, and deductible on the product is lower, and the coverage is about the same. Plus, no copays with my program.
An added bonus is that Dave's employer STILL PAYS the credit to employees who opt out of carrying the company's health insurance. My company took that away at the beginning of this year, and it effectively resulted in ME getting a $60 cut in take home pay per month.
So....this will work out that I will see a cut in take home pay, but Dave will see an increase that eliminates the impact of my cut.....so doing this switch will be like having free health insurance premiums.
Let's hope that the gas company doesn't wise up any time soon!
Addendum: AAAAAAaaaaaaannnnnnd.....we still HAVE NO VALID LEASE ON MY PROPERTY! GREAT!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
gardening plans emerging
SO--the area in the front of the house is almost all cleared of the old mulch, and rocks, and that stupid plastic underlayment stuff.
Next step will be to go buy some dirt! Dave priced 40 pound bags of topsoil at the hardware store at about $1.70 each. Not sure how many "yards" that covers. Probably not even one...but 40 pounds is easier to manage than the bigger ones for us old folks.
Then, some time in November, as Thanksgiving starts to get closer, I will go pick out some spring flower bulbs and get them installed in the new topsoil in front of the house.
In back, the fire pit is dug and lined, but we are probably going to be under a state wide burn ban for a while yet. Still in a serious drought, despite the rainy days we have had here and there in the last month. It drizzled for a little while yesterday, then there was lots of thunder and lightening, but only about a half hour of real rain.
We may not be able to have our little back yard fires for a loooong time, but when it's finally allowed, we'll be ready.
There's already a little pad of inlaid bricks in the middle of the back yard. We located the fire pit at the further end of that, and, eventually, our small deck will be at the close end.
We have an estimate in hand for the decking materials, and hopefully, Dave's son and his buddy will be willing to build it for us. It will take them a few hours, and we will pay them in food and beer.
Out in back, I'd like to see 3 oblong garden beds, and maybe a round one between them and the fire pit.
The round one will be set up like a spoked wheel, with sections for different flowering plants and herbs. The three oblong beds will be where I will try my hand once again at having a real garden.
Not sure how that will work if we remain in this drought, but it's been a decade since I've had a back yard and a garden, and I need to at least give it a try.
If it fails because of ongoing, deep drought, I can just eventually convert the garden beds to perennial beds that support drought tolerant plants and prairie plants.
Next step will be to go buy some dirt! Dave priced 40 pound bags of topsoil at the hardware store at about $1.70 each. Not sure how many "yards" that covers. Probably not even one...but 40 pounds is easier to manage than the bigger ones for us old folks.
Then, some time in November, as Thanksgiving starts to get closer, I will go pick out some spring flower bulbs and get them installed in the new topsoil in front of the house.
In back, the fire pit is dug and lined, but we are probably going to be under a state wide burn ban for a while yet. Still in a serious drought, despite the rainy days we have had here and there in the last month. It drizzled for a little while yesterday, then there was lots of thunder and lightening, but only about a half hour of real rain.
We may not be able to have our little back yard fires for a loooong time, but when it's finally allowed, we'll be ready.
There's already a little pad of inlaid bricks in the middle of the back yard. We located the fire pit at the further end of that, and, eventually, our small deck will be at the close end.
We have an estimate in hand for the decking materials, and hopefully, Dave's son and his buddy will be willing to build it for us. It will take them a few hours, and we will pay them in food and beer.
Out in back, I'd like to see 3 oblong garden beds, and maybe a round one between them and the fire pit.
The round one will be set up like a spoked wheel, with sections for different flowering plants and herbs. The three oblong beds will be where I will try my hand once again at having a real garden.
Not sure how that will work if we remain in this drought, but it's been a decade since I've had a back yard and a garden, and I need to at least give it a try.
If it fails because of ongoing, deep drought, I can just eventually convert the garden beds to perennial beds that support drought tolerant plants and prairie plants.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
recovering
It was a rough week. Hands down.
But I am feeling a bit better today.
Dave finally got someone at the real estate office to email him a copy of the lease, but it's STILL the wrong one (the one from prior to the date being corrected, which the realtor said he did, and and was supposed to have had the tenant initial, etc), and, reading through the lease, seeing it complete for the first time, I saw some information I had never seen before, and which no one ever bothered to mention.
The ex tenant also apparently tore the patio door screen, and the kitchen window screen, and there are "cuts in the kitchen," which I don't even know what that means.
Sigh....if I had known any of that, I would have argued the amount of her refund a bit more.
Whatever.
Dave will call the tenant today and tell him that we were completely unaware until yesterday about the screens,and see if he can get the tenant to describe what is meant by "cuts in the kitchen."
When I moved out of there, the screens were in perfect condition, and the only damage I knew about was a chip in the kitchen counter, over which I left a cutting board for the original tenant, which was to be left in the unit; and some discoloration in the bathroom floor tiles.
Both of those items were like that when I moved in.
Anyway---I am not supposed to be worrying about any of this.
The furnace here at the house was repaired on Thursday, after the first frost of the season Wednesday night. We went out after work Wednesday and bought an inexpensive oil-filled radiant space heater. It worked really well to keep us warm.
Then, right when we got up Thursday, the heat decided to start working. This was okay with us, though, because the rest of the house was FREEZING when we got up! Having the heat decide to work made the morning shower a LOT more comfortable to take!!
We have been getting our errands done on Friday nights lately, and that's been making our weekends a lot more enjoyable. We still have one or two stops to make today, but having done 5 of the stops last night sure makes that sound manageable!
Dave got his haircut this morning, while I started on laundry, and when he gets back, we'll go out and get a couple of other things done.
Happy weekend to everyone!
But I am feeling a bit better today.
Dave finally got someone at the real estate office to email him a copy of the lease, but it's STILL the wrong one (the one from prior to the date being corrected, which the realtor said he did, and and was supposed to have had the tenant initial, etc), and, reading through the lease, seeing it complete for the first time, I saw some information I had never seen before, and which no one ever bothered to mention.
The ex tenant also apparently tore the patio door screen, and the kitchen window screen, and there are "cuts in the kitchen," which I don't even know what that means.
Sigh....if I had known any of that, I would have argued the amount of her refund a bit more.
Whatever.
Dave will call the tenant today and tell him that we were completely unaware until yesterday about the screens,and see if he can get the tenant to describe what is meant by "cuts in the kitchen."
When I moved out of there, the screens were in perfect condition, and the only damage I knew about was a chip in the kitchen counter, over which I left a cutting board for the original tenant, which was to be left in the unit; and some discoloration in the bathroom floor tiles.
Both of those items were like that when I moved in.
Anyway---I am not supposed to be worrying about any of this.
The furnace here at the house was repaired on Thursday, after the first frost of the season Wednesday night. We went out after work Wednesday and bought an inexpensive oil-filled radiant space heater. It worked really well to keep us warm.
Then, right when we got up Thursday, the heat decided to start working. This was okay with us, though, because the rest of the house was FREEZING when we got up! Having the heat decide to work made the morning shower a LOT more comfortable to take!!
We have been getting our errands done on Friday nights lately, and that's been making our weekends a lot more enjoyable. We still have one or two stops to make today, but having done 5 of the stops last night sure makes that sound manageable!
Dave got his haircut this morning, while I started on laundry, and when he gets back, we'll go out and get a couple of other things done.
Happy weekend to everyone!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Good bye, sweet friend
this photo was taken about 10 years ago
Nichi, whose name comes from a derivation of the word for the sun in Japanese, was gifted to me by a neighbor in the spring of 1987, for my 25th birthday. The neighbor bred cockatiels, and this was one of his rare white ones.
Nichi's been my companion for half my life, through different living situations, trials, tribulations, joys, and lots of changes.
I will miss him. It will take quite a bit of getting used to not having him around.
For the first several years of his life, he lived in my bedroom, and imprinted and bonded with me very strongly.
During those early years, he watched over me at night, and welcomed me home with great enthusiasm every day.
The welcoming home bit was a habit he maintained for all of his days, no matter where we lived, or who we were living with, if only ourselves.
Even at his weakest, these past few days, he would still offer up weak little peeps of welcome when I got home from work.
He was a one woman bird. He loved to sit on my head and preen my hair, or sit on my shoulder and make quiet little sounds into my ear. If I was lying on the couch reading, he'd want to be with me, and so on....
In recent years, he was having more and more difficulty getting through his bi-annual molts.
Molting causes a lot of stress to birds, especially as they get older.
This last one was a doozy. He'd shown signs of struggle with the first part (the losing of feathers), but then, he bounced back, and was his old sociable, loving self by the first weekend of October.
However, as he started to grow in the new feathers (the second phase of a molt), he did okay at first, but then started having an especially hard time, sort of all of a sudden.
One day last week, he just wasn't right....and he kept getting sicker and weaker. The special supplements didn't seem to help this time at all, and then he stopped eating and drinking, and spent most of his time sleeping.
By last Friday, I thought he was lost, but then, over this past weekend, he started eating and drinking again, and showing some signs of being a little perkier.
But then, yesterday, he slowed down again.
Match that up with the unfortunate coincidence or our first cold snap of the season and a non working furnace....and....well, tropical birds don't tolerate the cold very well, especially if they are old and under stress....and it was down to 60 degrees in here overnight.
I covered his cage with the usual blankets last night, but the wind was whipping so strong all night that it was just was too much for him. I found him when I got up today.
We buried him under the willow tree in the front yard, which he could see from his place in the living room.
I think, in some way, he will continue to watch over me as I sleep.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Miss you, daddy.
14 years to the day....sometimes, it feels like an eyeblink. Sometimes, it feels like an eternity.
Mostly, it just hurts.
Mostly, it just hurts.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
gorgeous
So, the new picture showing as the "profile" picture on this blog was taken today, after we removed the shrubs from the front of the house, and trimmed the crapemyrtle and the other big thing in front of the house that we don't know the name of.
The smaller shrubs that were in front of the house fell victim to this summer's drought. There was a hydrangea, and three small bushes that I never identified before they died. The two bushes that were still alive are relocated to the back yard.
NO idea what they are! But they should do better with a bit more shade.
The front of the house looks a lot better with that dead stuff all pulled out, and the overgrown shrubs trimmed up.
The skinny pine tree, can't remember what it's called, either, will stay, and I plan to put some ground cover in the bed at the ends, and put perennials in the space between, where the bushes were.
Ideally, that space will have spring bulbs so that there will be daffodils and tulips in spring, and also bergamot and Indian Blanket flower to fill in and bloom in the heat of summer.
We're going to trim the willow back so that it hangs more like 2 or 3 feet off the ground, instead of the fronds resting on the ground.
The back yard? Well...that's going to be a huge project...but tomorrow, we will start it by taking the round edging bricks from under the willow into the back yard to line a new fire pit.
We will gradually do the back yard---but we found out today that we need almost $700 for the materials alone to build a deck. Before the deck can be built, we need to come up with the money for our longed for hot tub...so .... it will clearly be years before we can have our dream back yard.
Meantime, though, the fire pit gets put in tomorrow, and as fall deepens, we will dig out our beds for next year's gardens. I want 3 long, narrow garden beds, and one round one.
Then, along the back fence, we plan to add plants that will create a natural privacy screen.
Some day, several years down the road, it will be gorgeous!
The smaller shrubs that were in front of the house fell victim to this summer's drought. There was a hydrangea, and three small bushes that I never identified before they died. The two bushes that were still alive are relocated to the back yard.
NO idea what they are! But they should do better with a bit more shade.
The front of the house looks a lot better with that dead stuff all pulled out, and the overgrown shrubs trimmed up.
The skinny pine tree, can't remember what it's called, either, will stay, and I plan to put some ground cover in the bed at the ends, and put perennials in the space between, where the bushes were.
Ideally, that space will have spring bulbs so that there will be daffodils and tulips in spring, and also bergamot and Indian Blanket flower to fill in and bloom in the heat of summer.
We're going to trim the willow back so that it hangs more like 2 or 3 feet off the ground, instead of the fronds resting on the ground.
The back yard? Well...that's going to be a huge project...but tomorrow, we will start it by taking the round edging bricks from under the willow into the back yard to line a new fire pit.
We will gradually do the back yard---but we found out today that we need almost $700 for the materials alone to build a deck. Before the deck can be built, we need to come up with the money for our longed for hot tub...so .... it will clearly be years before we can have our dream back yard.
Meantime, though, the fire pit gets put in tomorrow, and as fall deepens, we will dig out our beds for next year's gardens. I want 3 long, narrow garden beds, and one round one.
Then, along the back fence, we plan to add plants that will create a natural privacy screen.
Some day, several years down the road, it will be gorgeous!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
passages
The anniversary of my dad's death is coming up.
I've been doing some pretty intense grieving...including the process of telling Dave stuff that I've never told anyone about the last days of my dad's life.
Things that I saw and experienced, that I've never shared with my family. Or my then-spouse.
Things that were just between Dad and me.
Things that have haunted me, and never left me.
I am sure that my siblings have similar stories.
But those are their stories.
That grief is theirs, just like mine is my own. It's one of those things that is intensely personal.
I only hope that my experience with this kind of primal, deep grief will help someone else some day. Like Dave...when we have to go through the eventual, and hopefully FAR OFF, loss of his parents.
In other news, we will finalize the relationship between my property and it's ex tenant over the next week or so.
My brother has taken on the responsibility of composing the final letter of release, which will explain why she is not getting all of her security deposit back.
This is not required by law, as evidenced by the fact that our last apartment only refunded us $18 of our deposit without benefit of any type of explanation what so ever...(and we left that place SPOTLESS...while she left my property filthy)...but, be that as it may, there will be a letter of some kind accompanying her partial refund.
And that will be the end.
Her name,which, as mentioned in a previous post, is as ashes in my mouth, will never be spoken again.
Dave has talked to the new tenant. He said that he seems like a decent guy.
The new tenant told Dave that he doesn't even have a copy of the lease.
I have no idea how that happened, but, again...be that as it may..... if I ever get a copy of it myself, I will send a copy to the tenant.
I am not going to ask how or why things went the way they did, or why I have been made out to be a bad guy, when I did absolutely NOTHING to deserve that title.....
all I ever did, really..... was buy that stupid property!!!
"real estate is the best investment you can make..."
Really?
Anyway, I just know that the drama/turmoil/stupidity seems to be over, and Dave has the new tenant's phone number, and vise versa....and hopefully, this is the end of many weeks of stress and uncertainty.
I've been doing some pretty intense grieving...including the process of telling Dave stuff that I've never told anyone about the last days of my dad's life.
Things that I saw and experienced, that I've never shared with my family. Or my then-spouse.
Things that were just between Dad and me.
Things that have haunted me, and never left me.
I am sure that my siblings have similar stories.
But those are their stories.
That grief is theirs, just like mine is my own. It's one of those things that is intensely personal.
I only hope that my experience with this kind of primal, deep grief will help someone else some day. Like Dave...when we have to go through the eventual, and hopefully FAR OFF, loss of his parents.
In other news, we will finalize the relationship between my property and it's ex tenant over the next week or so.
My brother has taken on the responsibility of composing the final letter of release, which will explain why she is not getting all of her security deposit back.
This is not required by law, as evidenced by the fact that our last apartment only refunded us $18 of our deposit without benefit of any type of explanation what so ever...(and we left that place SPOTLESS...while she left my property filthy)...but, be that as it may, there will be a letter of some kind accompanying her partial refund.
And that will be the end.
Her name,which, as mentioned in a previous post, is as ashes in my mouth, will never be spoken again.
Dave has talked to the new tenant. He said that he seems like a decent guy.
The new tenant told Dave that he doesn't even have a copy of the lease.
I have no idea how that happened, but, again...be that as it may..... if I ever get a copy of it myself, I will send a copy to the tenant.
I am not going to ask how or why things went the way they did, or why I have been made out to be a bad guy, when I did absolutely NOTHING to deserve that title.....
all I ever did, really..... was buy that stupid property!!!
"real estate is the best investment you can make..."
Really?
Anyway, I just know that the drama/turmoil/stupidity seems to be over, and Dave has the new tenant's phone number, and vise versa....and hopefully, this is the end of many weeks of stress and uncertainty.
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Upward
The months' long drought has finally ended! It will take lots more rain for the land to actually start to recover, but for now, we are in our second day of light, nourishing rains.
It's blissful this afternoon, to be sitting in our gorgeous old house, listening to it rain, and not having anything else we have to do but that....
Things in general are starting to improve.
My family painted the condo last weekend, bless them.
The realtor confirmed with my husband that he changed the locks (so that psycho ex tenant can't cause any trouble), and will get copies of the new key to my family at some point. I think he said that he changed some light fixtures, too.
I still don't know if the new tenant has even moved in yet.
I disagree with having to be the one who is penalized for the move in/new lease inception date mistake, but, be that as it may, I will only be shorted on one month's rent.
The loose ends still include that I need my copy of the lease, the receipts for everything, and the carpet contract. Hope to get them in the mail one of these days.
Anyway, I still don't know all of what happened, or why, but now, I think it's pretty much over.
The issue of refunding the ex tenant is still pending, but I have a couple of weeks before that needs to be finalized. I'd prefer to get it over with now, but that's not going to happen because no one else wants it over with until the last possible minute. Make her wait.
I've been told to let it go.
Okay, then.
I had two anxiety attacks yesterday, and had two pretty bad night time ones over the past week, but this is a VAST improvement from where I was.
4 in a week is far better than 5 or 6 a day.
My adrenal glands are still not functioning properly, but the situation is improving.
THIS is why I don't know about everything that happened. This is why I never will.
I just hope that those who are angry with me for having to step aside and let others handle this process will understand that some day, and stop being angry with me for being sick.
It's blissful this afternoon, to be sitting in our gorgeous old house, listening to it rain, and not having anything else we have to do but that....
Things in general are starting to improve.
My family painted the condo last weekend, bless them.
The realtor confirmed with my husband that he changed the locks (so that psycho ex tenant can't cause any trouble), and will get copies of the new key to my family at some point. I think he said that he changed some light fixtures, too.
I still don't know if the new tenant has even moved in yet.
I disagree with having to be the one who is penalized for the move in/new lease inception date mistake, but, be that as it may, I will only be shorted on one month's rent.
The loose ends still include that I need my copy of the lease, the receipts for everything, and the carpet contract. Hope to get them in the mail one of these days.
Anyway, I still don't know all of what happened, or why, but now, I think it's pretty much over.
The issue of refunding the ex tenant is still pending, but I have a couple of weeks before that needs to be finalized. I'd prefer to get it over with now, but that's not going to happen because no one else wants it over with until the last possible minute. Make her wait.
I've been told to let it go.
Okay, then.
I had two anxiety attacks yesterday, and had two pretty bad night time ones over the past week, but this is a VAST improvement from where I was.
4 in a week is far better than 5 or 6 a day.
My adrenal glands are still not functioning properly, but the situation is improving.
THIS is why I don't know about everything that happened. This is why I never will.
I just hope that those who are angry with me for having to step aside and let others handle this process will understand that some day, and stop being angry with me for being sick.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Paula's Chili Verde Con Carnitas
1 to 1.5 lb extra lean pork loin chops, cut into bite sized chunks
3 stalks celery, chopped
1 small onion, chopped
1 bunch scallions/green onions/spring onions, cut into rounds
1 can black beans, drained and rinsed
1 small can sliced black olives, drained
1 small zucchini, chopped
1 small yellow squash, chopped
6 or so golden fingerling potatoes, chopped
1 jar of your favorite tomatillo salsa/green salsa/salsa verde
juice of one lime
oil
salt, pepper, cumin, thyme to taste
Season the pork with the salt, pepper, cumin, and thyme. Brown the pork chunks in a skillet with the oil, add the celery, onion, and scallions, and cook with the pork until the onions are translucent.
Put everything in the crock pot. Mix. Cook 8 hours on low. Serve topped with chopped fresh cilantro, chopped avocado, and warm tortillas.
3 stalks celery, chopped
1 small onion, chopped
1 bunch scallions/green onions/spring onions, cut into rounds
1 can black beans, drained and rinsed
1 small can sliced black olives, drained
1 small zucchini, chopped
1 small yellow squash, chopped
6 or so golden fingerling potatoes, chopped
1 jar of your favorite tomatillo salsa/green salsa/salsa verde
juice of one lime
oil
salt, pepper, cumin, thyme to taste
Season the pork with the salt, pepper, cumin, and thyme. Brown the pork chunks in a skillet with the oil, add the celery, onion, and scallions, and cook with the pork until the onions are translucent.
Put everything in the crock pot. Mix. Cook 8 hours on low. Serve topped with chopped fresh cilantro, chopped avocado, and warm tortillas.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Oct. 1
I don't think I have ever been happier, or more relieved, to see October arrive.
I sent a "welcome to your new home" card to my new tenant, and now the only thing left for me to worry about is how and when the issue of the refund, if any, of the old tenant's deposit will be handled.
The amount of insulation around me, provided by my husband and family, has allowed me to begin to recover from stress related illness.
There were phone calls made to my cell phone about 10 days/ 2 weeks ago that I have NO idea about.
I just handed my phone to Dave, and he listened to the messages. He handled it.
I asked him the other day what those calls were about, and he asked "How stressed do you feel right now?" before answering.
That was answer enough for me.
Maybe some day, I will be recovered enough from this situation to hear the full story.
But for now, I am happy to remain ignorant of whatever it was the ex tenant did.
I have NO idea how someone can be so hateful, and so difficult, when she had already relinquished hold on the property THAT SHE DOES NOT OWN, and has no claim to, to begin with!!!!!!!!!!
She moved out weeks ago, and removed her name from the electric service....
Why the fuck did she find it necessary to interfere with every step, and try to do her best to screw everything up?
THAT is the thing none of us will ever know.
Especially me, because, as I have said before, I was never anything but kind. I let her get away with stuff no other land lord would have put up with......breaking the lease the moment she moved in, breaking the rules about her dog, balking at a rent increase.... and I never batted an eye.
I just let her have her way, so that she would stay.
And my repayment for being kind to her was for her to try to screw me in every way that she possibly could.
Some people are just like that, I guess....though I cannot understand how they do it, nor to what purpose. I am simply not wired that way, so I can't relate to it.
I cannot understand how they get through life being so bitter, and filled with unjustified anger toward others.
How did it benefit her to be that way about this, really?
Likely, it will result in her losing money....so....what was the point?
But, be that as it may, she is no longer a problem.
Good riddance to bad rubbish, and that's what she is. Trash.
Her name is like ash in my mouth. I spit it out, and it's gone forever. Done.
SO, to sum up.....I am extremely thankful to my realtor for pressing on, and signing a new tenant, despite hurdles that had to be jumped.
I am beyond grateful for my husband stepping up, to protect me from further stress....
and I am thankful for all of the help my family back home has, and is still providing.
I never wanted this to be an issue for my family.
It wasn't supposed to be, and I am so, so sorry.
I sent a "welcome to your new home" card to my new tenant, and now the only thing left for me to worry about is how and when the issue of the refund, if any, of the old tenant's deposit will be handled.
The amount of insulation around me, provided by my husband and family, has allowed me to begin to recover from stress related illness.
There were phone calls made to my cell phone about 10 days/ 2 weeks ago that I have NO idea about.
I just handed my phone to Dave, and he listened to the messages. He handled it.
I asked him the other day what those calls were about, and he asked "How stressed do you feel right now?" before answering.
That was answer enough for me.
Maybe some day, I will be recovered enough from this situation to hear the full story.
But for now, I am happy to remain ignorant of whatever it was the ex tenant did.
I have NO idea how someone can be so hateful, and so difficult, when she had already relinquished hold on the property THAT SHE DOES NOT OWN, and has no claim to, to begin with!!!!!!!!!!
She moved out weeks ago, and removed her name from the electric service....
Why the fuck did she find it necessary to interfere with every step, and try to do her best to screw everything up?
THAT is the thing none of us will ever know.
Especially me, because, as I have said before, I was never anything but kind. I let her get away with stuff no other land lord would have put up with......breaking the lease the moment she moved in, breaking the rules about her dog, balking at a rent increase.... and I never batted an eye.
I just let her have her way, so that she would stay.
And my repayment for being kind to her was for her to try to screw me in every way that she possibly could.
Some people are just like that, I guess....though I cannot understand how they do it, nor to what purpose. I am simply not wired that way, so I can't relate to it.
I cannot understand how they get through life being so bitter, and filled with unjustified anger toward others.
How did it benefit her to be that way about this, really?
Likely, it will result in her losing money....so....what was the point?
But, be that as it may, she is no longer a problem.
Good riddance to bad rubbish, and that's what she is. Trash.
Her name is like ash in my mouth. I spit it out, and it's gone forever. Done.
SO, to sum up.....I am extremely thankful to my realtor for pressing on, and signing a new tenant, despite hurdles that had to be jumped.
I am beyond grateful for my husband stepping up, to protect me from further stress....
and I am thankful for all of the help my family back home has, and is still providing.
I never wanted this to be an issue for my family.
It wasn't supposed to be, and I am so, so sorry.
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