We're running around like psychos with mops and vacuums, the kitchen floor is still being mopped, the oven has cleanser in it, and it's 6:30 and the inspection is at 7. The landlady shows up. But it's all friendly, how's things with the baby, oh I see you worked on the yard, brief walk-through of the place. And here's your $1300 check. No, we won't need your address, really. Just have a nice life and we're glad you liked the house.
Okay, so I was wrong. Maybe they were impressed by our psychotic cleaning and yardwork efforts. Maybe having preggers Mrs. S. around disarmed the usual "zoom in and screw" landlord instinct. (Though goddammit! why on earth did you have to fuck with my head about the yard?)
I am still too stunned to believe it or say much productive. I'm cashing that check first thing tomorrow AM.
Disoriented by the experience of being home earlier than midnight. Being able to watch TV and experience life again like a normal person in the new place. Perhaps tomorrow even eat some food with nutritional value.
A good moment to offer some kind of remark about how my life is built of moments where I prepare myself for hours and days for grand battles that never quite materialize... but I'm too tired to be coherent about anything right now.
Okay, so I was wrong. Maybe they were impressed by our psychotic cleaning and yardwork efforts. Maybe having preggers Mrs. S. around disarmed the usual "zoom in and screw" landlord instinct. (Though goddammit! why on earth did you have to fuck with my head about the yard?)
I am still too stunned to believe it or say much productive. I'm cashing that check first thing tomorrow AM.
Disoriented by the experience of being home earlier than midnight. Being able to watch TV and experience life again like a normal person in the new place. Perhaps tomorrow even eat some food with nutritional value.
A good moment to offer some kind of remark about how my life is built of moments where I prepare myself for hours and days for grand battles that never quite materialize... but I'm too tired to be coherent about anything right now.
Here's your check!
Date: 2002-09-03 09:50 am (UTC)Re: Here's your check!
Date: 2002-09-04 07:25 pm (UTC)Re: Here's your check!
Date: 2002-09-04 07:39 pm (UTC)This time the landlady was like, "I guess it would be about $30 interest, but we paid for the water bill, so." Except that by LAW they HAVE to pay for the water bill, I know. But I wasn't gonna say anything at that point. Just give me the check and I am gone.