Somebody give me something to smile about . . .
Seriously. I'm wiped. Between desperately looking for more work, and finding none, the rollercoaster ride of suck with my crazy renters, getting sick enough to need antibiotics (I rarely need them, as in I need to take them only in the most dire of situations and then usually only once ever 2 or 3 years), having to watch Ro's sleep get worse as the
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I'm feeling a touch better today. At least she's leaving.
And if nothing else, I think I'm either going to go out and buy every high rated book on tenant/landlord law/relations known to god/dess or even consider seeing if there might be a continuing ed class I could take.
I simple can't ignore that despite the fact this lady is clearly not the crispiest chip in the bag, there are things we should have handled better, or had a more concrete knowledge of. If we're going to continue to be landlords, and we really don't have much choice in the matter if we want to continue to afford our mortgage, we need to be really really on top of this shit. Really. I'm taking this whole mess as a sign from the Universe.
This could have been waaaaaaaaaaay worse. It's been hellish. No exaggeration. But this really could have gotten much further out of hand. While I can't be accountable for whether or not someone's cheese is clearly not on their cracker, I can be much more savy about screening, and knowing exactly what to do in terms of managing things. This experience has been educational, to say the very least, and I fully intend to apply this knowledge towards preventing similar circumstances, if at all possible.
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