I don't believe it.
Today, in the mail, we received three copies of our lease extension for us to sign.
The owners agreed to a SIX MONTH LEASE!
AND... the rent is increasing by...
a mere FIFTY dollars.
I seriously can't believe it. I really thought they were gonna jack with us. Up to now, the nicest thing I could think of to say about Evilite Property Mismanagement was that They Are A Perfect Example... of How NOT to Run A Leasing Company.
Or Any Company that Deals with Human Beings.
In Any Way.
So now we have a plan. We're outta here in SIX MONTHS. Where are we going? We don't know. But, who cares? No more Dingbat!
We were so happy, we cleaned the garage!
BEFORE
AFTER
GOODWILL RUN
I think it might be fun to document the cleanup process over the next few months, just for my own edification. And y'all's. ;)
Perhaps I'll come across some wacky items I can offer as prizes. Or trade for yarn.
George Foreman Grill, anyone?
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Nah, I've got my own foreskin grill. I.e. the grilled cheese machine.
What's with that weird half mannequin????
Dibs on the Foreman Grill!!!!!
Her name's Sheila. She's great on Halloween.
Go PK! I'm so thrilled for you. And look at that clean garage. You could actually park a car in there! Want to come do my garage? I haven't parked in it in 10 years!
I'm sure something great will come together for you. (Fingers crossed for luck!)
Crap. I suppose you want to keep Sheila, huh?
'Cause she'd be a great prize. I'm just saying, if I was to win something...
Good luck with the new home. And holey-moley! That's some serious cleaning!! I'm impressed. Maybe next weekend, after my Month of Madness is over, The Man and I will clean up the spare room and the basement. It's all because of your inspiring self, PK.
Man, not quick enough on the draw because I was gonna put dibs on the half human body propped up there against the wall...
Erm...purely an academic question, but where's her bottom half? Please, please tell me it's not in your bedroom closet because that would just make my min go into Very Dark Realms.
I used to like to keep her in the trunk of my car when I went grocery shopping. You should have seen the look on the bag boy's face as he helped me unload my shopping cart.
Sometimes I would feign surprise. Other times I'd pretend it wasn't there. And other times I'd look the unsuspecting lad in the eye and say...
"Now remember... you never saw me."
Of course, it's not as funny now that I've converted to Aldi and I'm packing the trunk myself.
Is that your husband's booty? Whose booty is that?
And seriously, did I go too far with that ell y'all's edification thing? On the other hand, is there such thing as too far? Only with an oily bohunk.
Awesome about the 6 months lease!!! You know, I have something to put up as a prize on my blog too. . . maybe for my 200th post, or my 1 year knitty anniversary. Whichever comes first.
Do you want to come help me with my garage now? ;-) Just kidding.
Congrats on the 6 month lease!
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