Woweee!



Wow!  Here's my rental house - my old house.  The house I loved.  I lived there for 22 years.  Raised Kiddo there.  Made a home for The Daddler there when Mother died.  I have so many pleasant memories of my time there, but too many painful ones, too.  Bittersweet, I suppose.

I was fortunate to be able to hang onto it when I found The Good House two years ago.  I've had two short-term tenants since then.  They were friends of friends.  I'll just say that I'll never again do biz with someone I know.  Because it's never arm's length.  That's an audit concept, with good reason.  It's a recipe for disaster.

So, I was pleasantly surprised when my latest tenant (the Princess,) texted me that she was moving out.  Maybe her parents cut her off (her mom paid the rent,) or her new husband grew a pair and decided to contribute to the cause.  Forgive me.  I'm about to sound like a snob, but I need to vent my spleen.  So I'll just put it out there.  She probably qualifies as a member of the Southern Aristocracy.  It was a rude awakening to her, being forced to live without granite countertops and a Viking stove.  I hated to turn her down when she offered to update the kitchen in lieu of rent.

Back to the future.  She vacated the premises at the end of March.  I took the path of least resistance, and waited to put a sign in the yard until she was gone. It was so unpleasant when her asshole-husband told me I could "fuckin' sue him" if I tried to show the house before they moved.  What a Prince Charming. 

So, Thursday afternoon, I put the sign in the yard.  Friday morning, I received a call. Friday afternoon, my propective tenants took a look.  Friday night, they asked me to hold the house.  Saturday morning, I inked the deal.  A three-year lease, no less!  Sweet, sweet family.  They wanted to move in immediately.  They'd been searching for months for a house in that neighborhood.  It's the best school district in town.  Not to mention, a great neighborhood.  And of course, a wonderful house.

So, all's well that ends well.  Huge relief.  Now I'm going to work on getting my latest parcel ready to rent.  I have a feeling it'll be equally successful...