Happy Tuesday! See, I do know what day it is! Yesterday was insanely busy, starting at 6am, and also a bit depressing. You will see why in the following photos. Sigh.
So my tenants, who I allowed to stay 2 extra days because they didn’t have anywhere to go, told me they would be out “very early” on Monday morning. So I made a point to be up at 6am, walk the dog, feed the dog, and then my Dad got up early so he could drive me from where I am crashing at their place over to the building. No signs of movement. Okay, we drive around a little, get coffee, still no movement. Park, go into the garage (since I can’t go into the building I OWN), Dad and I work on fixing up the lawnmower and the garage door and stuff like that. At 8:30, I decide “to heck with it, they must have left when we weren’t watching, I’ll just go in”. Go into the unit, immediately hear a cat yowling, and a sleepy voice saying “hello?” Leave, go back to the garage, text “hey, are you out yet? Because I’m waiting outside”. Response is “we are just packing up the air mattress”. So, they just woke up. I’m up at SIX AM because it is a moving day and life is complicated and there is a lot today, they (after telling me they would leave very early) are sleeping until I wake them up. At that point, I let myself back into the unit and say “I’m gonna start bringing in boxes because this is my only day off work and I need to get stuff done”. No awareness on their part that I lost a day of moving BECAUSE I LET THEM STAY!!!!
They sloooooooooooowly start taking the cat and the vacuum and stuff out the door to their car, making pitiful noises about “I hope we have some where to sleep tonight”. I mention “you know, I’m gonna be knocking a few hundred off your security deposit”. They say they understand, but please send the deposit just to them, because the other roommate didn’t help with any of the cleaning of the unit.
Now, let me show you the “cleaning” I discovered after they left!
Luckily, I was distracted because right after they left, the junk guys came (thank goodness) to clear out a thousand years of junk from our basement, plus of course the massive sofa the tenants left in the alley (response when I asked if it was theirs, “yeah, the city picks those up, right?” NO! The city does NOT pick those up! The city fines us hundreds and hundreds of dollars for them! You IDIOTS!!!). The junk guys had to do two trips and in the middle of all of this, locksmith also showed up, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Lock smith fixed our locks, we now have 2 keys for EVERYTHING and they all work. And then as soon as the locksmith left, painter arrived. I adored her, she helped me pick colors and is going to make all my walls look not-dingy and help the apartment smell like not-cat.
At the same time, my Dad had arrived with his Big Tool Box and was happily removing every tacky ugly shelf the tenants had put up and ripping out thousand year old telephone cables and just generally having his best day. Once the painter left, Dad and I went off for Italian Ice and then to the hardware store, and then I went back to Mom and Dad’s for one more night because I honestly cannot use that bathroom. Thank goodness, industrial cleaners come today.
So I guess my question is, considering the $300 bill to haul away their couch, the 2 extra days I let them stay, and the cat poop, how much of their $1250 security deposit should they get back?