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Wednesday, May 17 2006
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I just can't seem to make it to the gym this week. Geez. Wassup with that mess? I have nothing to do tonight, except go to the gym. So, I am going.
The refrigerator was a little bit of a let-down. I was expecting something a little nicer for the asking price. I told her that it was over-priced and she asked me what I was willing to pay for it. I said $500, but that we really wanted a nicer fridge. So hubby and I talked it over and decided that, since we are just renting this house, the $500 not as nice fridge would be good for us. He's right. He balances me out so well. It is in perfect condition, it just didn't have some of the features we were wanting and doesn't look as nice as the new ones. But, the features are in the brand new $1,400 model....I don't want to spend that much. Compromise is key.
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about a large financial risk I was taking. That is still in progress and there are no end-results to report. However, we did get a large, completely unexpected, lump-sum payment from social security this morning. Which also resolves another (smaller) financial drain on our resources. I can effectively call this a Praise Report. God has always provided for me. I will update as the financial risk resolves itself for those of you who are curiously following this.
It looks like I will get to do my first solo consulting job this week. YAHOOOOOOO.
Update: My dad checked out the current state of our rental property. He said the yard is demolished. The garage smells like dog poo, and the back door is chewed up.
Nice.
I knew the yard was a mess but I had hoped the tenants would fix it. I hope their deposit is enough to cover the cost of repairs. I told my realtor to make it unavailable for showings until we can get the smell out of the garage. I know I wouldn't want to rent (or buy) a house that smelled like dog sh!t. Oh the joys of being a landlord!!!
My dad offered to start working on the repairs but I told him the only way I would allow that is if he accepted compensation for them. He won't. I think he will do the repairs, anyway. I know his wife will take my money (well, really it's my tenant's money) so I told her to keep track of the time they both spend over there and I would pay her "behind his back." He knows I will do that, anyway. I think it makes him feel macho and independent to tell me he won't accept payment. He's weird like that. Men.
The refrigerator was a little bit of a let-down. I was expecting something a little nicer for the asking price. I told her that it was over-priced and she asked me what I was willing to pay for it. I said $500, but that we really wanted a nicer fridge. So hubby and I talked it over and decided that, since we are just renting this house, the $500 not as nice fridge would be good for us. He's right. He balances me out so well. It is in perfect condition, it just didn't have some of the features we were wanting and doesn't look as nice as the new ones. But, the features are in the brand new $1,400 model....I don't want to spend that much. Compromise is key.
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about a large financial risk I was taking. That is still in progress and there are no end-results to report. However, we did get a large, completely unexpected, lump-sum payment from social security this morning. Which also resolves another (smaller) financial drain on our resources. I can effectively call this a Praise Report. God has always provided for me. I will update as the financial risk resolves itself for those of you who are curiously following this.
It looks like I will get to do my first solo consulting job this week. YAHOOOOOOO.
Update: My dad checked out the current state of our rental property. He said the yard is demolished. The garage smells like dog poo, and the back door is chewed up.
Nice.I knew the yard was a mess but I had hoped the tenants would fix it. I hope their deposit is enough to cover the cost of repairs. I told my realtor to make it unavailable for showings until we can get the smell out of the garage. I know I wouldn't want to rent (or buy) a house that smelled like dog sh!t. Oh the joys of being a landlord!!!
My dad offered to start working on the repairs but I told him the only way I would allow that is if he accepted compensation for them. He won't. I think he will do the repairs, anyway. I know his wife will take my money (well, really it's my tenant's money) so I told her to keep track of the time they both spend over there and I would pay her "behind his back." He knows I will do that, anyway. I think it makes him feel macho and independent to tell me he won't accept payment. He's weird like that. Men.
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