wow, hmm. i think i over-prepared.
They just showed the apartment. I was up WAY late last night and early this morning shoving the crap I haven't packed yet into closets and cleaning b/c fuck, I hate to clean, especially when packing is more interesting.
By the way? Environment be damned, this stuff is the fucking bomb for grody showers. In the past cleaning the shower (which is not, like, dsgusting but just hard water stains that daily spraying don't seem to do anything to keep away and eventually it discolors) has been a multi-hour, multi-day, pack of gloves, respirator, and knee pad ordeal. This stuff? Sprayed once last night and left to sit. Sprayed again this morning, left to sit. Got in the shower with a steel wool scrubbie prepared for the worst, and finished the whole thing, shower included, in ten minutes. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Like I was saying, they showed it this morning, so I tried to make it fairly nice.
It took five minutes.
Is it just me or is that an extremely cursory examination of a place you're about to pay money to live in? Like, I was prepared to answer all the questions I asked when we looked at the place, but the lady was like, I really like the floorplan, I think this will do. And then they left. She didn't even look at the shower.
Huh?
Don't you want to check the water pressure (excellent) or ask about the hot water heater (likewise) or if the windows are drafty (they are), or how the dishwasher works (just this side of pitiful), or if the dryer is gas or electric (gas), or what they'll let you do with the place (anything short of structural renovation), or about the quirks (the main stove burner has a mind of its own, the upstairs toilet needs precise flush handle control or the tank won't fill, the shower doors need recaulked every year, the current from the power company fluctuates and bulbs blow out on the regular, the wind blows from the west and will blow the door open if you don't close it tightly, the drain in the hot water closet backs up sometimes, the big bedroom smells funny, the kitchen window comes off its track if you open it too far, the porch boards are slippy when wet b/c arkae doesn't powerwash and seal them and I only had the patience to do it once, the lawn guy is a lazy POS, you shovel your own snow, and keep your windows up if you don't want your car to fill with dust from the road). I don't think she even looked in the garage b/c I'm pretty sure arkae doesn't have the keypad combo. Or maybe they do; I did once find an electronic anti-rodent gizmo plugged in and I know I didn't put it there. Could have been the neighbor, though.
Caveat emptor, I guess?
I think she's going to take it. At least I won't have to worry about keeping it neat while I finish packing.
And they didn't want to let me extend the lease b/c they were worried they wouldn't find a renter. Please. The place sells itself. I haven't even gotten around to mulching yet, though, admittedly the plants make a good impression all on their own.
Just, like...I cannot imagine signing a lease on a place without at least opening every closet, checking the windows, cabinets, bathroom fixtures, door locks, and running the taps. At the very least.
By the way? Environment be damned, this stuff is the fucking bomb for grody showers. In the past cleaning the shower (which is not, like, dsgusting but just hard water stains that daily spraying don't seem to do anything to keep away and eventually it discolors) has been a multi-hour, multi-day, pack of gloves, respirator, and knee pad ordeal. This stuff? Sprayed once last night and left to sit. Sprayed again this morning, left to sit. Got in the shower with a steel wool scrubbie prepared for the worst, and finished the whole thing, shower included, in ten minutes. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
Like I was saying, they showed it this morning, so I tried to make it fairly nice.
It took five minutes.
Is it just me or is that an extremely cursory examination of a place you're about to pay money to live in? Like, I was prepared to answer all the questions I asked when we looked at the place, but the lady was like, I really like the floorplan, I think this will do. And then they left. She didn't even look at the shower.
Huh?
Don't you want to check the water pressure (excellent) or ask about the hot water heater (likewise) or if the windows are drafty (they are), or how the dishwasher works (just this side of pitiful), or if the dryer is gas or electric (gas), or what they'll let you do with the place (anything short of structural renovation), or about the quirks (the main stove burner has a mind of its own, the upstairs toilet needs precise flush handle control or the tank won't fill, the shower doors need recaulked every year, the current from the power company fluctuates and bulbs blow out on the regular, the wind blows from the west and will blow the door open if you don't close it tightly, the drain in the hot water closet backs up sometimes, the big bedroom smells funny, the kitchen window comes off its track if you open it too far, the porch boards are slippy when wet b/c arkae doesn't powerwash and seal them and I only had the patience to do it once, the lawn guy is a lazy POS, you shovel your own snow, and keep your windows up if you don't want your car to fill with dust from the road). I don't think she even looked in the garage b/c I'm pretty sure arkae doesn't have the keypad combo. Or maybe they do; I did once find an electronic anti-rodent gizmo plugged in and I know I didn't put it there. Could have been the neighbor, though.
Caveat emptor, I guess?
I think she's going to take it. At least I won't have to worry about keeping it neat while I finish packing.
And they didn't want to let me extend the lease b/c they were worried they wouldn't find a renter. Please. The place sells itself. I haven't even gotten around to mulching yet, though, admittedly the plants make a good impression all on their own.
Just, like...I cannot imagine signing a lease on a place without at least opening every closet, checking the windows, cabinets, bathroom fixtures, door locks, and running the taps. At the very least.