Jul. 1, 2008
When oh when will this end?
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It's so much fun looking for a rental. The assortment of humanity out there is both exhilarating...and frightening. (We *almost* had one until the landlord asked for a one year lease....up from her original agreement for a six month.) Last night we looked at a home that could have worked but the landlord was such a dour battle axe we decided we'd be afraid to lay our heads to rest at night for fear of our lives. She was constantly railing on the current tenant and complaining about how there were burned out light bulbs. "Look! There's only one bulb in that fixture!" She gestured with a sweeping hand and a look of disgust. Each comment was concluded with a throat clearing. Her daughter, a plumper version of the woman, also frequently cleared her throat and noted burned out light bulbs. She told us that the credit report would be $10.60 "And YOU have to pay for that" she said. She ranted about watering enough....and then the perils of over watering. More ranting about the current tenant. I didn't even know who she was but I sure felt bad for her; she is a single mom. And honestly, the house didn't look so bad to me. ("Obviously, she doesn't keep this up the way I would like," she huffed.) I wanted to snipe back, "Obviously, you're a....." Oh, never mind. We packed up our darn near perfect credit score and left. Ironic thing....she will probably find a new whipping post renter and her misery will self-propagate. Why do people choose to live that way? The other house featured a musty-mildewy smell. (Sheryl- I'm sure you would've LOVED it!) He was quite pleased with the garage turned "bonus" room. It was more of a bogus room. Putting carpet on the floor of a garage and removing the garage door doesn't magically transform it into a room. "Ah own these three here properties," he said in a thick Tennessee drawl. I looked out the window at the sad, sagging gutters and gave a weak smile. First one with the cash, gets the place,we were told. The highlight was a BEAUTIFUL home that had Molly walking around repeating, "That house is our destiny! That ROOM is my destiny!" ("Her" bedroom was pink with lime green curtains...her favorite colors right now.) I told Molly that being broke would be our destiny if we rented that place BUT to take it to a Higher Authority and see if He can't do something about it. (We will offer a lower rent and a shorter lease period and see if he nibbles.) This morning the search will continue. Thankfully, I have my "Creative Meeting of Beautiful Minds" meeting this afternoon. (It's a brainstorming group of 5 entrepreneurial women led by the brilliant and lovely Joanne Miller, wife to author/career coach, Dan Miller.) It will be a refreshing pause from the perils of house hunting. |
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