So far this month three tenants have told me they will be moving out by the end of June and while that is advanced notice and I appreciate it, it’s still THREE. And it’s only the 5th of May so they technically have until the 11th. More could come! Eeek!
Add to that the fact that I still have one open unit on the bottom floor that seems to be the Impossible To Rent Unit. I keep showing it but no one is interested or they seem interested and don’t follow through. I am of the mindset that if a potential tenant can’t get it together enough to follow up with me then I should not chase them because that’s indicative of a) their interest level and b) their togetherness. Those types are the ones I have to chase down to pay rent on time. I do not need any (more) of those.
This is going into my third month of having open units to fill. It’s becoming an epidemic around here. A lot of people are shacking up with other people to save money or they are moving for school/work-related reasons. I have been assured it is not me or the building which, while a small comfort, does not change the fact that my time is stretched to the max.
It. Feels. Endless.
I remember a few months ago when weeks went by and no one made a peep. The Smell Lady didn’t smell anything. The Music Man was harmlessly singing along to the likes of Barry Manilow and Michael Buble. Nothing broke. Maybe someone had to be called about their rent check. Mild stuff. WHY DIDN’T I ENJOY IT THEN!?
I often have to remind myself that I am doing these two jobs for a reason. I am saving money and paying down debt and being able to live, finally, not paycheck-to-paycheck. KNOCK ON WOOD. But fuck if I am not tired. Tired of having barely a semblance of free time or that any time to myself that must be scheduled in. I feel stressed out a lot about my lengthy to do list. I can see now why traditionally couples have held this job. Being one person with a full time job trying to get all this done? Challenging!
I am very grateful to have multiple jobs when many people have trouble finding one. Do you hear that Universe? I AM GRATEFUL. I’d just like a month where no one gives notice so that maybe I can go away for the weekend to the coast or to Portland to visit my peeps or you know, spend a day without a bra on lounging around my apartment not showing units and putting on my happy face.
Until then, anyone in the market for a great junior one bedroom on the ground floor in an awesome building with a cool manager? Anyone?!