ONE DAY NOTICE TO VACATE
For those of you *know* what hell my life has been the last three years, I gotta tell you after what I have been through, there doesn't seem to be anything that can touch me now. But that doesn't stop chaos from happening and it's been a rough week. Bad news about Mom, stress about work and coughing my head off terrified I would get sick (I have negative sick pay, that's when they put the little hyphen in front of it on your paycheck) running home to feed pets every night and trying to live out of a suitcase, let's just say it's been stressful. (The women feel me, right?) But I've never been happier so it is both sides of the teeter-totter and I just gotta get through this.
So last night JonE, Eric and I show up at the house, run of the mill stop to check on everything and I look in the mail. Low and behold there is a Notice of Eviction! Holy Realty Calamity Batman! The letter is dated Feb 2nd and states I have one day to vacate before they start eviction proceedings (what was yesterday, the 4th? So this is 2 days after the fact). The letter is full of threats for fees, seizures and other bullshit and I'm thinking "Am I gonna show up and the locks have been changed? How can one pack and move in one day? Did I water the plants recently?" The floor is moving, my head is swirling and I'm trying to decide if it's really worth getting upset over.
The irony is that I had planned on moving out and faxed my 45 day notice that very day. Now, get this, there is a 180% rental fee for breaking the lease. Since my rent is $1245.00 that comes to $2,241 smackers. And here these guys are sending me a letter about evicting me, and charging me $200.00 for not paying rent and they will be missing out on my $3,486!!!
I did drop off rent, on Friday, and I used a WAMU ATM Deposit envelope. I'm thinking to myself "did they just toss the envelope thinking it was trash?" I wrote "Prime Properties" on the outside, so it would really take someone not paying attention to miss it. So odd.
So I called the guy today - got voice mail, yay! My favorite. I also sent him email and I'm sitting here with fingers crossed hoping everything plays out without too much grief. In the meantime I'm fine, I don't really have to 'hold it together'. In the last 3 years I almost died, got my heart broken, almost lost my job, got robbed - oh, ahem, - burglarized, lost a family friend to murder, dealt with my Mothers declining health and a divorce in the family. Eviction-shmamiction. Who do they think they're messing with?
As I wait for them to call me back I think about my friends, and how supportive they are, and I decided to write you all and ask for your prayers and advice during this inconvenience! I know there's nothing that can break me, but hell, paperwork sucks!
~S~
So last night JonE, Eric and I show up at the house, run of the mill stop to check on everything and I look in the mail. Low and behold there is a Notice of Eviction! Holy Realty Calamity Batman! The letter is dated Feb 2nd and states I have one day to vacate before they start eviction proceedings (what was yesterday, the 4th? So this is 2 days after the fact). The letter is full of threats for fees, seizures and other bullshit and I'm thinking "Am I gonna show up and the locks have been changed? How can one pack and move in one day? Did I water the plants recently?" The floor is moving, my head is swirling and I'm trying to decide if it's really worth getting upset over.
The irony is that I had planned on moving out and faxed my 45 day notice that very day. Now, get this, there is a 180% rental fee for breaking the lease. Since my rent is $1245.00 that comes to $2,241 smackers. And here these guys are sending me a letter about evicting me, and charging me $200.00 for not paying rent and they will be missing out on my $3,486!!!
I did drop off rent, on Friday, and I used a WAMU ATM Deposit envelope. I'm thinking to myself "did they just toss the envelope thinking it was trash?" I wrote "Prime Properties" on the outside, so it would really take someone not paying attention to miss it. So odd.
So I called the guy today - got voice mail, yay! My favorite. I also sent him email and I'm sitting here with fingers crossed hoping everything plays out without too much grief. In the meantime I'm fine, I don't really have to 'hold it together'. In the last 3 years I almost died, got my heart broken, almost lost my job, got robbed - oh, ahem, - burglarized, lost a family friend to murder, dealt with my Mothers declining health and a divorce in the family. Eviction-shmamiction. Who do they think they're messing with?
As I wait for them to call me back I think about my friends, and how supportive they are, and I decided to write you all and ask for your prayers and advice during this inconvenience! I know there's nothing that can break me, but hell, paperwork sucks!
~S~