Honesty...
Oh I feel sooo much better.
Landlady of the imploding house came by with her heating man, so that he could make with the fixing. And I sat down with her. Said I was moving, and why. And she was really nice about it. And that feels so much better than writing her a letter as I go. She saw the dryerase graffiti on the fridge. And the mess that the kitchen was in.... I explained what had happened, and she thanked me.
Moral high ground? I have it. lol.
It's just really not fair to her. She deserves to know who's living in her house... and where, and if they're taking care of her house. (which they're so not.)
So, I feel good. I can leave this house cleanly behind. I think Florence would even give me a good reference if I asked it of her, and that's really nice.
Yes. and now... back to packing.
Landlady of the imploding house came by with her heating man, so that he could make with the fixing. And I sat down with her. Said I was moving, and why. And she was really nice about it. And that feels so much better than writing her a letter as I go. She saw the dryerase graffiti on the fridge. And the mess that the kitchen was in.... I explained what had happened, and she thanked me.
Moral high ground? I have it. lol.
It's just really not fair to her. She deserves to know who's living in her house... and where, and if they're taking care of her house. (which they're so not.)
So, I feel good. I can leave this house cleanly behind. I think Florence would even give me a good reference if I asked it of her, and that's really nice.
Yes. and now... back to packing.