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Mar. 9th, 2017 09:20 amThe good news is, I got approved for the house I want to rent starting in April. I signed the lease on Tuesday, so I will have a home to go to no matter what happens next. I don't know if they spoke to my landlady or not, and I'm honestly not too keen on finding out. It would be a moot point, anyway. The new place is run by a large company, so at least I'll be dealing with them and not at the mercy of a single mercurial landlady.
My landlady briefly lulled me into a false sense of security by promising to bring me back my postdated cheques today. Then yesterday the craziness resumed. She texted me at 18:30 to let me know that if I had laundry to do, I should do it RIGHT THEN because my laundry room would be inaccessible starting today, because the "cement [would be] wet until Saturday." (What cement? Who the fuck knows? It's not a basement floor, I don't know where cement comes in) For those of you keeping track at home, that does NOT count as 24 hours notice.
Anyway, after that little revelation, she promised to bring my cheques at 08:30 this morning, and was nearly an hour late, AND she kept back the cheques for April and May. For those of you following along at home, I'm moving out before May 1st, and I'd already paid first and last month's rent when I signed on. So she was planning on charging me for two extra months of rent, just because. She scarpered before I noticed the "error," but I texted her about it, and she was actually reasonable about it (in theory, we'll see if she actually makes good on it) and agreed to bring the remaining two cheques at some point.
*flops*
Soon this will all be over. I'm leaving for Paris on the 18th, and I will have ten glorious days of vacation, and after that I will be packing up all my shit and going. Next week I will have to clean out my closets, in case my landlady decides to show the place while I'm gone. I know that when I look at places I poke into all the closets and cabinets, so I need to make sure mine aren't a total disaster. I have a tendency to just shove things in there when I'm in a hurry. Oops. ;)
In the meantime, I'm going to make food, and attempt to compose myself. I was hoping this week would be quieter/calmer than last week, but apparently not. Right now my house is a symphony of power tools and sledgehammers.
My landlady briefly lulled me into a false sense of security by promising to bring me back my postdated cheques today. Then yesterday the craziness resumed. She texted me at 18:30 to let me know that if I had laundry to do, I should do it RIGHT THEN because my laundry room would be inaccessible starting today, because the "cement [would be] wet until Saturday." (What cement? Who the fuck knows? It's not a basement floor, I don't know where cement comes in) For those of you keeping track at home, that does NOT count as 24 hours notice.
Anyway, after that little revelation, she promised to bring my cheques at 08:30 this morning, and was nearly an hour late, AND she kept back the cheques for April and May. For those of you following along at home, I'm moving out before May 1st, and I'd already paid first and last month's rent when I signed on. So she was planning on charging me for two extra months of rent, just because. She scarpered before I noticed the "error," but I texted her about it, and she was actually reasonable about it (in theory, we'll see if she actually makes good on it) and agreed to bring the remaining two cheques at some point.
*flops*
Soon this will all be over. I'm leaving for Paris on the 18th, and I will have ten glorious days of vacation, and after that I will be packing up all my shit and going. Next week I will have to clean out my closets, in case my landlady decides to show the place while I'm gone. I know that when I look at places I poke into all the closets and cabinets, so I need to make sure mine aren't a total disaster. I have a tendency to just shove things in there when I'm in a hurry. Oops. ;)
In the meantime, I'm going to make food, and attempt to compose myself. I was hoping this week would be quieter/calmer than last week, but apparently not. Right now my house is a symphony of power tools and sledgehammers.
