- 12:19 PM, Monday,
April 29th, 2019:
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- This was tough.
This was eye-ballin' my childhood issues and just
steamrolling over them.
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- So I grew up
mostly with my mother as my parents broke up when
I was 7. It felt very much like a
team/partnership at times and the "Superman Complex"
of wanting to protect her and all women was burned
into my brain EARLY. It honestly never leaves you, but
as I matured I became more aware of the issue and
I could combat it in my head and
heart...
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- ...enter a new
renter last fall: a single mom with a 14 year old son.
She came to look at the guesthouse with cash in hand
and although she was a little bit late every single
month? She paid. She worked her ass off and I
overlooked some, well, issues. One being she turned
the place into a studio and TONS of people were coming
in and out when one of the
ONLY THINGS I SAID TO HER WAS
I needed some discretion with the backyard. It's kind
of, uhm, an attraction? One I don't want a whole
lot of people to not only have access to, but
specifically have the address to.
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- ...but it was an
income. She also had a friend living there (bringing
the total to 3) and there's just no space. Compounding
that is that my drainage system wasn't built to handle
a BUSINESS. 30-40 toilet paper flushes to
ONE shower is gonna lead to some issues with the
way I designed the thing. A fact I found out in quite
an awful way in January where I got to handle
ALL of their literal shit while I tried to fix a
clog. That's when I should've kicked them out.
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- I
didn't.
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- I thought of my
mom. I thought of how hard she worked. I know rents
are OUTRAGEOUS right now and she needed a break. In
January I hadn't quite made the connection what was
clogging everything, I figured it was a one off. By
the THIRD time I cleaned it I knew
I had no choice but to let them go. I gave her 6
weeks notice and she completely understood. Then in
the midst of those 6 weeks the cops come to our house
GUNS DRAWN because there's a
MOTHER FUCKING RUNAWAY in the guest house.
Apparently she let the kid's girlfriend stay over.
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- <blink>
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- Only two weeks
left by that point but what the serious fuck.
Unfortunately, even after that?
There was no real
effort by her to find a new place. I think she
believed if everything fell through, I'd let her stay.
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- Ahem.
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- Eventually last
week I told her I would help her move the stuff
outside on Saturday and Sunday because I had to be
able to show the place by last night. She almost
seemed thankful to have the help - yet, no one fuckin'
helped me. And that's when the full extent of their
damage came to light. Watch this video. The clothes on
the 4 square court had been left out on their back
deck for months. Mold, bugs, animals... it was
amazing. That deck? Is only 3 feet wide. 3 feet. How
the ever loving fuck they had that much trash back
there is beyond me...
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- I'd show video
from the inside of the house but it actually seems
like an invasion of privacy and, yes, I still feel
somewhat protective of her. She's in over her head and
it's not gonna get much better. On my end,
I found a renter who will move in... literally 90
minutes after they leave on Wednesday. Yay for me, but
I'll never stop being concerned with her and how the
rest of her story goes. I'll also probably never rent
to a single mother again. It's like my achilles heel.
Of course the ONLY time I have EVER had to ask a
tenant to leave ends up being a single-mother, right?
I'm the easiest landlord to deal with ever. I live
on-site. I fix shit immediately. I'm extremely laid
back...
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- ...but if you're a
single mother? Or probably a female at all? I suddenly
feel an empathy so strong I can barely process the
right thing to do. Ugh.
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- What a
journey...
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- Adam
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