the final days

I have been extremely busy lately. Family get togethers, Dodger games, errands, kids, gym, etc. But one event can not go un blogged about.

The final walk through of our rental...
For me, and even Jerry, it was as big of a nightmare as you can imagine. I have never had a landlord as crazy as this one. Part of me wants to put an add in the local newspaper stating don't rent a house from mr crazy ever. But I might get sued for defamation of character or something dumb and un worth it like that. I was pretty much sick the 2 days before and it turns out not a bug, but stress was making me feel awful. All this pent up stress and the cleaning of this house made for a big ball of angry steph. The end result was a tongue lashing for the landlord, a refusal to pay a maid to do what we had done already 3 times, an earth quake, and a full deposit back (we hope he doesn't back out for dust in the floor vents). It was funny after I gave him a piece of my mind, I didn't mind the cleaning. It felt good to tell this man that this is the most absurd rental situation ever. He is so weird, he just looked at me with a blank face, I tried to keep my calm because money was at stake but there were several times my head almost blew off the top of my neck. I told him, "we kept your house clean right?" he answered "no" I said "what?" He replied back, "there is dust on the ceiling fan blades" I said "that's because I left them spinning for 3 weeks after I shampooed the carpet." I could go on but it's just not worth it.

Jerry and I have gained nothing in our lives from ever knowing this man. I hope I never rent again, even though it turned out good from an investment standpoint. Best wishes to all renters out there, you have my sympathy.