1. Puppies (aka DOGS) I've had it. The property manager and I never did get together to confront Courtney but I'm SO done. Every time we're over there the dogs - the big dogs - are alone in the apartment, barking like crazy, clawing at the window. There is big poop all over the little back yard that they've wire-tied together. Now they've posted a "Beware Of Dog" sign.
We had resolved that we would have to wait until we rented the vacant apartment next door before we started eviction notice on Courtney and Trinidad for their dog violation(s). What to do? We aren't getting enough income from the rented units to cover the expenses. Do we evict a paying tenant? AAARRRRGGGGHHHH.
2. Paint: We're working like crazy on Mom's house for the kids. They're planning to move in asap, but target date is Feb 15. Diego and I both took Thursday afternoon off work to work over there. We taped and masked the ceiling and floors in prep for spraying drywall texture. The sprayer must stay parallel to the wall - well that's just fine between 3-5 feet off the floor - but at floor level and ceiling level? Squat, stand, reach, stand, squat, repeat. Who needs Work Out West?
We vowed to spend Friday night doing nothing, but Saturday we were back at it. We sprayed primer in the morning and paint in the afternoon. Same technique for spraying paint: squat, stand, reach - keep the sprayer parallel to the wall. I was exhausted.
What's left? Bedroom ceiling trim, bedroom base moulding, fix acoustical ceiling tiles, closet shelves, install bi-fold closet door, repair carpet in bedroom and living room, build new counter top with new laminate, install new kitchen sink, paint second coat on dining room walls, and a few other things. Individually each task isn't bad, but as a composite - Yikes! None of this takes into account what the kids have on their own to-do list: grout tile back splash, finish final touches of paint on cabinets, install new cabinet pulls, replace cabinet doors paint living room, etc.,. etc,. etc. Even after they move in they'll have a long to-do list.
3. Panic: A new tenant moved into in the 8 plex this weekend - Thank God! Wednesday night I had a dream that he backed out of the lease because he was told there was asbestos. I woke up at 3:30 a.m. trying to decide if it was real or a dream and worried in a half-conscious state til morning. Good grief!
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