Sunday, July 10, 2011


The kid tenant comes out a few minutes ago and makes a request. Yesterday, he says, we were in here doing whatever and the conversation got REALLY loud. I just had to work a 12 hour shift and I really need to get my sleep.

Ummm, yeah. Here's the problem: The time reference he was talking about and admitted was the time the "infraction" occurred at 2:30 pm. That's, uhhhhhh, you know, in the afternoon? Further, we were putting everything back away that we had gotten out for the exterminator's second visit. We had waited quite a while from the time the exterminator left til' the time of putting everything back away because that guy REALLY sprayed the place this time.

I hardly feel constrained, at all, to keep the "excessive" noise levels down in MID AFTERNOOON on any given day. I asked him, "well what do you want me to do, change my entire lifestyle?". Night workers have never really worked out that well here. I'm not TRYING to keep them awake, but my gosh, at that time of day, what does anyone expect? To be nice about it, I stated that I would make "somewhat" of an effort to keep the noise levels down. I wasn't promising anything concrete.

We were laughing about something, I don't remember what, that made the noise, btw.

Oh well. I can only tell tenants if they don't like it here, there are PLENTY of rooms available in the Phoenix area, you are welcomed to go find other night workers and perhaps that will work out better for you. I didn't tell him that just now, but I will if he comes out here this afternoon and starts complaining about noise in the middle of the day, noise, mind you, that would be considered at normal levels by most normal people.

I gave the Army reservist an eviction notice yesterday. Had no choice: she won't come and talk to me about her situation and that ties my hands up to have any kind of empathy for her situation at all. I can't "plan" on when I am going to receive the rent from a person that has no job and won't discuss their situation with me.

Well, not too much later on after sliding that under her bedroom door, she went to Rey's room and apparently discussed it with him. He told her to figure out WHEN she could pay up everything. That included getting out a calender and figuring out what day she would get money and when she would be able to pay up. She then came in here - here being my kitchen/dining area where I also have my computer setup - and gave me her plan of payback. It was acceptable. She was almost in tears, I mean, I'm not trying to be mean, but I have to keep the line drawn in the sand with all tenants when it comes to rent: you MUST find a way to pay it. That's because I MUST pay all the bills around here.

Back to the kid tenant, good luck to him finding another place that has had so much patience with his issues, including not having a clue, whatsoever, in how to live with other people (besides at home, with momma who does EVERYTHING for you) and leniency on rent payments, ie: when they are going to be paid versus please pay me at the beginning of the month. I have gone the rounds with him on that issue, but, he has never gone beyond the last day of any given month to "carry over" rent from one month to the next. When he moved into my house, it was a stark wake-up call. Between me and Lynnette and even a few others giving him doses of reality, I am sure it has been QUITE the learning experience for him. My world definitely does NOT revolve around HIS world and that fact has been plainly, succinctly, crystal-clearedly (not a real word, but who cares) stated, declared and unmuddingly (another non-word) been made clear to him in no uncertain terms, whatsoever.

Enough of that. I am just releasing a bit of steam, the pressure started to build up there and I try not to let things build to the blow-up proportion. Besides, I have church this morning, I'm not going to let something like that rattle my attitude going in there, because honestly, if I thought I had an attitude I wouldn't even bother going to church. No point in ruining the atmosphere for everyone else.

I found a dentist down the street from my work that takes payments and gives zero percent interest. My 2 front teeth are chipped. I had them repaired years ago, the repair lasted something like 6 months - and let me tell you, those repairs were not cheap. I don't know if it exists, but I would like some kind of warranty with any kind of repair done on them this time. I can't go around looking for women with chipped teeth, pretty unappealing.

Anyway, church starts in about an hour and yes, I am going today, but it means I better get moving. Take a shower, all that good stuff.



Well enough of that - the previous post that is. Excepting that I found out the hard way this morning that there is ammo hoarding going on, ...