Oh Crap

My mom called me a little bit ago. Kim, my housemate, won't be my housemate in a month. She gave my mom her 30-day notice. I guess since she isn't sure she'll have a teaching job for next year, she is just going to move back to her parents' house in Ransomville (the boonies, some people around here call it). This really sucks. I liked her, she was actually paying rent, and on time!

I wouldn't really worry about this too much if it weren't for the fact that my mom isn't the best at being a landlord. She doesn't do things so she won't get trampled all over by a tenant, like the one we had last year, Joseph. Never asked for a background check, never asked for a security deposit. She didn't with Kim, either, despite the fact that my best friend's husband is Kim's cousin. I've never heard of a landlord not asking for at least a security deposit! Anyway, I could vent on and on, but I need to get myself ready to go have FUN tonight. This is already stressing me out!!

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Anonymous said…
Sorry about your housemate..Hope you get a wonderful new one.
Sounds like your MOm is a very good landlord..LOL for the tenant at least..Hope you enjoyed your night out.
Love and hugs,
Jen
BTW I am still a red head today..LOL
11:07 AM
Becoming Catholic said…
Since you are living with the person, ask your mom if you can interview and pick the person yourself...are you affiliated with a church...a good place to advertise...good luck :)
1:37 PM
Annette said…
I'm so sorry about the housemate situation, sweetie. But, I have to tell you how incredibly proud I am of you! When I saw the title of this blog entry, "Oh Crap!" I just couldn't help but think, "That's my girl! She knows just the right phrase to get her point across!!
Annette
(you're proud "crap momma!"
10:59 AM
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