Tuesday, April 29, 2014

The move in

Friday my aunts things finally got here.
I took half the day off thinking they would be here at 2pm but they didnt show up till 5. That was ok seeing as it was a beautiful day out so I sat out on the porch with Lea watching her play and reading a book.
When they did show up I said, "My aunts not here but I know everything." They looked at me like "Oh shit, Ive heard that before" but lightened up when I actually did know everything.
When I told my aunt her things where here she drove straight from CO where she was visiting my cousin to here. She got in at 1am on Saturday.

Saturday was spent unpacking her important things. Maor helped her with a lot of it. My Grandma and I hid in the kitchen and made excuses to go out. Saturday was also Maors birthday. I made him cupcakes but we didnt do much to celebrate. He doesnt like to celebrate his birthday and I think he wore himself out moving furniture.

Sunday I didnt get out of bed. I had been fighting a soar throat all week and Sunday it kicked my ass. I took a nyquil and passed out. When I woke up around noon Lea was trying to show me something she found in my aunts boxes. I went back to sleep and when I woke up around 6pm the house was a nick-nack mess.

Monday I rushed out the door but noticed a few things... prints of art in 90's frames on the wall, halloween table cloth on the kitchen table, christmas table cloth on the dinning room table... I didnt say anything.

When I got home I took in the full extent of my aunts...unusual decorating. Its special. Shes stuck in the early 90's with a tacky twist of dolls and things that you cant quite tell if they are worth something or not because they are old but may just be knock offs. When she leaves...a few things may end up in a closet until she comes back. Like the giant ceramic cupcake...

But besides that everything is great.

Monday, April 21, 2014

Im girl splooging...

Ok, I would like to think that I dont do this often but every time I do I feel like it was 2 days ago.

Im asking for help. Pure selfish help.
Im going to comic con in a couple weeks. I bought the ticket purely so I could dress up and let my freak flag fly until I saw that Nathan Fillion AND Matt Smith will be there. Photos with them cost money. Money I dont have right now after a move.

So Im asking you, with my biggest puppy dog eyes.

Please watch my show on Tue night at 8:30pm central on Camwhores

With your help I could have a fan girl moment and orgasm in public right next to Captian tight pants and Doctor number 11.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Tell me how you really feel

Not to throw Maor under the bus but he isnt the best at kitchen cleanliness so Im pretty sure he caused this.

Food poisoning.

I will spare you the gory details.
I called in to work. We slept in a bit. One thing I couldnt miss was turning in our keys to the old land lord. I had to meet him to make sure he was going to give us back our deposit.

I drove in to the drive way with the nostalgia  of "we brought our baby home to this place". That was instantly dashed by the land lords words of "Well, to start out I had to clean an old pool out of the storage shed." I COULD have started laying in to him right then because the pool he was referring to was from the tenants from 3 years ago! I held my tongue. He pointed out a couple other things left in the storage shed that were AGAIN left by the tenants before us and how "I dont mind it because they (these fantastic new renters) might use it".
My stomach was queasy but my blood was boiling...but I kept silent.

Then we walked in to the house and he started talking about how he had to clean the kitchen and the bathroom. I held up a finger and said, "Hold it. I have two issues with your whining. ONE, every place I have ever rented no matter how clean employees a professional to come through and re-clean before a new tenant comes in. TWO, I spent 3 days cleaning this house to a livable level before we moved in. I hand scrubbed the floors 3 times before they stopped coming up with dirt, the heating radiators in every room where so packed with dust and hair you couldnt see through them, and the dust under every window blind was so thick I could grab it with my hand. So if your looking for sympathy I left my violin in the car!"
We mostly silently walked from room to room until we got down to the security deposit. I said, "I would really like that check NOW post dated if you like because that would be most convenient for me."
He walked away... I laughed, out loud. It was an evil laugh. The most evil laugh you could ever imagine.
It was exactly what I wanted. He said, "I have my rights as a land lord to 21 days before I return your deposit." I laughed and said, "THAT, is what I wanted. Remember that feeling every time you ask your tenants for a post dated check. That 'YOU BITCH' feeling."
He said, "I never did that to you."
I yelled "BULLSHIT! I can show you the texts of every time you ever asked us to pay our rent early!! Give me a reason to prove it in court cause Ive been saving every voice mail and every text for the pure purpose of this. You are a slum lord! You do not take care of your property and all you ever talk about is 'money money money'!"
He yelled. "I liked dealing with your husband better!"
I yelled, "I bet you did! But while my husband will take your shit, I wont in any way, shape, or form. Which is why you had to start dealing with me."
He said, "Well I just didnt trust you."
Thats when sickness kicked back in. I really wanted to say "You dont trust me over the last neighbor that was always late on rent. Or the new neighbors that are 3 payments behind on their water bill and block their windows with plastic? We paid everything on time every month for 3 years but we cant be trusted?  Go fuck yourself."

Instead I shortened it to "The feeling is mutual. Im very glad to be done with you."

He kept talking after I walked out the door. I finally had to pull out my phone and say "Im late for a meeting." while he was trying to butter over how he wasnt a bad person...all while never being able to make eye contact which bugged me more than his inability to just stop talking.

I drove away and threw up behind a cub foods. I will be damned if I was going to throw up in front of someone I hate.

I also emailed the city and sent them pictures of the mold we found when we moved out.
Maor thinks Im being vengeful. I think Im protecting the next family that signs a lease....and being slightly vengeful.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Cha Cha Changes!!

I wish we had another week alone in the house until my aunt moved in. Lea is wonky (the whole first two years of her life were in the other house so this is LIFE CHANGING), the cat is wonky, we shoved our stuff around so quickly that there is no organization.
 Our goal was just to get our things where they should be so when my aunts movers show up there is plenty of room for her things. Things are just in a state of organized chaos. I also found out the outlets in the downstairs dont have outlet boxes...which is against the law. I emailed the rental company about it and the guy said he was surprised because the town house was built by professional contractors. The more I looked around the more it became clear that the house was built by contractors but the downstairs was updated by a cheap guy who knew just about renovating to change things but not enough to do it right. I have a list going of things that need to be fixed.

 While there are things that need to be fixed I can breath a sigh of relief because its a company handling the house and not a slum lord. YAY! Speaking of slum lords. Maor "ran in to" our soon to be old landlord while he was moving out the last of our things. Dude gave us notice that he was going to show the house last week but showed up 2 hours earlier than he told us. He stood there and whined at Maor about our moving and wanting more of a notice and asking if we were going to sweep up the basement better while Maor was struggling with heavy boxes out of the basement. Finally Maor snapped and said, "Are you just going to stand there yapping and watching me move things? We have been nothing but nice and quiet the whole time we have been here. We always pay on time and even EARLIER when you ask and all you do is complain about money! We are done with you! Now get out of my way!" The last thing the slum lord asked was who was going to do the walk-through. Maor told him it would be me and said his face instantly went pale.

He has not contacted me to try and schedule a time for Tuesday to meet to do the final walk through.
I cant wait though. Im will rip in to him if he even tries to suggest the house isnt clean. I will also be asking him for a post dated security check because it would be more convenient for me purely because I hope he complains. I want to tell him, "That feeling you have right now of "How dare you ask that?" I want you to remember that feeling every time you ask a tenant for a post dated rent check."

Cant wait.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Little boxes

We've moved!! We found a large townhouse for us and my aunt to all live together for at least a year. I did a quick tour on Camwhores.com for camwhores members (if your not a member you should be) Im so glad to be out of our old place. When we pulled out our dressers we discovered there was mold growing behind them. I noticed something leaking in the basement months ago and swore up and down I heard dripping in the middle of the night. Turns out I was right and a pipe in the walls is leaking. That was one of MANY issues Im glad to be away from. The major issue being the slum lord. Hes been calling every other day whining about how we should stay until he has another renter so he doesnt lose money. Umm... no. We move in to a very nice secluded townhouse area. We are about 10 minutes from anything besides bars or liquor stores which is going to take some getting use to (Im use to having a grocery store and a 24 hour pharmacy a block away). Also, I havent found a play ground close by. There is a big park close by but nothing with a playground. We have a small yard. Lea has her swing and her little car. If she had a little slide we wouldnt even need a playground. I havent met anyone in person yet but people wave when we drive by. The houses are all close together and populated around us but you could hear a pin drop when you walk outside. Ive noticed the majority of people around us are older which is fine as long as no one has issues with a very loud toddler running around outside. One thing I really LOVE about this house is how open it is. When the sun comes up it fills with natural light! I keep my blinds open every where but sleeping areas because I love the light so much. Of course that means I need to keep my walking around naked to the shadows because we are so close to the neighbors. This morning I walked in front of a window naked and did a full stretch before I noticed the person at their sink straight across from me and went "shit!" and ran for my robe hoping they didnt see me. Another reason Im happy to have moved. More room for toys. Lea's toys! Lea turned 2 today!! We decorated the whole downstairs with a Sesame Street theme. When she got home from daycare we took her down and she gasped and pointed at all the decorations. She put on the little tiara I got her and kicked around the balloons blew up. We had a little picnic in the family room and opened presents. It was a fun little birthday party. We bought her some big toys. A stand up DJ both piano thing, a bunch of foam puzzle pieces, and a little place for her to sit down a color. It really is a good thing we got a bigger place.