Just a warning here. This is not a positive entry. If you are looking for happy, just move on. This is not it today.
So, all the stuff is in the house. Boxes in every room but Ian's at this point, but still getting through a few a day. Less time to unpack than we wanted as we just can't seem to shake the old place yet. I do have to say that we were warned. Landlords here act just like that-LORDS of the manor and expect a place to be returned exactly in the condition you started with. They seem to forget that clause in the contract that says excepted normal wear and tear. Lyle and I spent 5 hours working on the place last weekend cleaning, vacuuming, washing, etc. What we do when we leave a place, and more than most we have PLENTY of experience leaving a place! Granted, the paint did not quite match when I touched up the scuffs on the wall, so having to redo those today did not burn my ass. Burning it right now is that the counter in the garage by the laundry hookup is "dusty" and there are water marks on the tiles and on the fixtures in the bathrooms. Yep. The place is a year old and there are water marks on the fixtures! So, after redoing the scuffs with the proper color paint that the maintenance guy dropped off for me, thinking I was done and locking the keys in the house, I get to put the kids in daycare for another afternoon so I can go scrub and paint the marks I missed in the garage. The Garage! But, I can get out of it for $150 off my bond payment. As I said, this is really burning my ass right now.
But, it gets more fun. The place we moved into. Fantastic space and use of it as well. Not so on the electrical outlets and lighting-imaging a single electrical outlet pretty much no matter the size of room. Not one per wall, but one per ROOM. I can live with that. I can also live with the edges of carpet being nearly black from the pest treatments that have to be done every year if you hope to stay ahead of the roaches. I don't mind the traffic noise or the gun range. What I will not live with is the maggots and rat shit that came out of the garage ceiling this weekend! Yep. Read that right. Maggots and rat shit. These are some big rats going by the size too. Management was informed immediately and the owner came out and had his look too. Have not heard from either regarding scheduling an inspector to come over and have a look around, so they will be called tomorrow and informed they have 1 week to get someone out or I start proceedings to break the lease and they get to pay for my move and deposit on the next place. See, we learned with this last place we lived. Being nice does not really get you anywhere as a renter around here. We put up with "the parts are backordered" and bent over backwards to allow access to fix the issues with plumbing, smoke alarm that had not been wired, noise complaints about the appliances outside and all it got us was roasting in our own juices in the summer heat. And nit picking on the wear and tear on the place. Considering we had 3 kids in there, I was pretty pleased with how it looked!
I detest renting. I'll say it again. I DETEST RENTING. We don't trash the places we live. The kids are really good about keeping their grubby parts off the walls and they don't put weird shit in the carpets. I don't like having my money held hostage until every little bit is dealt with when normal wear happens. I don't think it is helping that the landlord is preggo and suspect she is nesting as she is due in a month. I really don't have any sympathy though. My blood pressure is skyrocketing and I am just pissed. I need to go finish my glass of wine and set the alarm half and hour early. Alex has to be at school at 7 am to catch a ride down to Logan for the Peace Bursary, a group performance by the schoolkids for some reason or another. She's not really thrilled and has been rewriting the lyrics to the Kermit the Frog Rainbow Connection song as she is royally sick of singing it. They are fairly rude (for her at any rate!) but funny considering! And yes, she is old enough that I told her they were funny. She gets it.
So, sorry for the rant. I feel better. If it still isn't satisfactory then I will request mediation by the tenant representatives to get back my full bond. I don't feel like being nice anymore. And is it a bit mean of me to hope the next renters are not so nice and trash the place? I don't.
So, all the stuff is in the house. Boxes in every room but Ian's at this point, but still getting through a few a day. Less time to unpack than we wanted as we just can't seem to shake the old place yet. I do have to say that we were warned. Landlords here act just like that-LORDS of the manor and expect a place to be returned exactly in the condition you started with. They seem to forget that clause in the contract that says excepted normal wear and tear. Lyle and I spent 5 hours working on the place last weekend cleaning, vacuuming, washing, etc. What we do when we leave a place, and more than most we have PLENTY of experience leaving a place! Granted, the paint did not quite match when I touched up the scuffs on the wall, so having to redo those today did not burn my ass. Burning it right now is that the counter in the garage by the laundry hookup is "dusty" and there are water marks on the tiles and on the fixtures in the bathrooms. Yep. The place is a year old and there are water marks on the fixtures! So, after redoing the scuffs with the proper color paint that the maintenance guy dropped off for me, thinking I was done and locking the keys in the house, I get to put the kids in daycare for another afternoon so I can go scrub and paint the marks I missed in the garage. The Garage! But, I can get out of it for $150 off my bond payment. As I said, this is really burning my ass right now.
But, it gets more fun. The place we moved into. Fantastic space and use of it as well. Not so on the electrical outlets and lighting-imaging a single electrical outlet pretty much no matter the size of room. Not one per wall, but one per ROOM. I can live with that. I can also live with the edges of carpet being nearly black from the pest treatments that have to be done every year if you hope to stay ahead of the roaches. I don't mind the traffic noise or the gun range. What I will not live with is the maggots and rat shit that came out of the garage ceiling this weekend! Yep. Read that right. Maggots and rat shit. These are some big rats going by the size too. Management was informed immediately and the owner came out and had his look too. Have not heard from either regarding scheduling an inspector to come over and have a look around, so they will be called tomorrow and informed they have 1 week to get someone out or I start proceedings to break the lease and they get to pay for my move and deposit on the next place. See, we learned with this last place we lived. Being nice does not really get you anywhere as a renter around here. We put up with "the parts are backordered" and bent over backwards to allow access to fix the issues with plumbing, smoke alarm that had not been wired, noise complaints about the appliances outside and all it got us was roasting in our own juices in the summer heat. And nit picking on the wear and tear on the place. Considering we had 3 kids in there, I was pretty pleased with how it looked!
I detest renting. I'll say it again. I DETEST RENTING. We don't trash the places we live. The kids are really good about keeping their grubby parts off the walls and they don't put weird shit in the carpets. I don't like having my money held hostage until every little bit is dealt with when normal wear happens. I don't think it is helping that the landlord is preggo and suspect she is nesting as she is due in a month. I really don't have any sympathy though. My blood pressure is skyrocketing and I am just pissed. I need to go finish my glass of wine and set the alarm half and hour early. Alex has to be at school at 7 am to catch a ride down to Logan for the Peace Bursary, a group performance by the schoolkids for some reason or another. She's not really thrilled and has been rewriting the lyrics to the Kermit the Frog Rainbow Connection song as she is royally sick of singing it. They are fairly rude (for her at any rate!) but funny considering! And yes, she is old enough that I told her they were funny. She gets it.
So, sorry for the rant. I feel better. If it still isn't satisfactory then I will request mediation by the tenant representatives to get back my full bond. I don't feel like being nice anymore. And is it a bit mean of me to hope the next renters are not so nice and trash the place? I don't.
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