Thursday, May 1, 2008

Harder Stuff

The 5 pints made everything better for a bit, but then today happened and I think both John and I are in agreement. We're breaking out the hard stuff tonight. (Well, okay, the only 'hard' stuff we have is wine, but it'll do!)


I had to wake up super early (for us anyway) and run all around town looking for a box to fit a bouncer I sold on Ebay. I thought I still had the box it came in. My fault for not double checking before today. Anyway, I ended up going to the UPS Store for a box after 2 hours of looking. I was not in a good mood after that.


The I get home and learn that the water heater in the condo is leaking. Who tells us? Ro, the condo association guy. Why didn't our tenant tell us? Because he didn't realize it. *headdesk* There is water in the hallway that we now have to pay to have cleaned. Oh and then we have to replace the water heater.

Terry our property manager guy says his plumber can be out tomorrow to the tune of $900.

Ouch we say. I decide to call Lowe's. Surely they are cheaper.

And they are! By almost half. We could have it installed and everything for around $500. BUT! The catch is that Terry or Dumb Tenant have to go to the store and sign the contract for the installation tonight. This sounds like a clusterfuck waiting to happen, but okay. But then they say that before they can install they have to come do an inspection. And they'll call within 48 hours to set that up. Um no. Didn't you hear WATER LEAKING?

Alrighty then. So I decide to call Sears. Turns out to be a little cheaper than Lowe's. I call the first time and learn, "No problem! We can probably have someone out there tomorrow. I just need to know the dimensions of the water heater."
Crap. I have gallon size but not actual size. So I call John who calls Ro. He doesn't know. So then John calls Terry to call Tenant to see if he'll measure real quick. Okay done.
Call Sears. "Okay, no problem. To start with, what the voltage?"
Crap.
Call John who calls Terry who calls Tenant.
Okay got it. Call sears.
"What are those dimensions." (Yay I know that one!) "Oh, we don't keep that size in stock. We'll have to order it. It'll be 5-7 days."


%&^&%#%*%#^#@*!@


I give up. I GIVE UP. John calls Terry who calls his plumber.


That'll be $950.
Thank God our tax refund hit last week. Seriously.

And let me say, this will be the last time I ever own a rental property. NOT WORTH IT!!!!! It's such a pain in the ass. I'm so sick of it and I can't wait to sell the damn place.

My kids are in size 2 diapers. Crazy. (Actually they sleep in size 3 so they don't leak.)
I have what I think may be some really great pictures from tonight. I'll have to unload the camera and see. (Not tonight.)


So I think I'm going to settle in with some Chunky Monkey and wine. That's not wrong is it?!

Gina

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