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july 4th 2019, .... sorry no pics of 4th since then


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Happy July 6th brothers and sisters! A lovely new morning in Paradise at 64F and 91% RH, partially cloudy and predicted to reach 73F.

More sorting through old files, recycling and shredding.

I took the Jeep to Jiffy Lube because I couldn't find my filter wrench and not only had to endure their pushy sales but got nicked $55 for an oil and filter change. Wowza!!

Grayfox received a 200-word letter from a 73-year-old tenant asking her to ask me to open her kitchen storm window for ventilation, so I made an appointment to do so, but when I arrived exactly on time, she was on the phone yaking non-stop, as she was when I left. Her only words to me when I arrived and knocked, was, "come on in. There was no goodbye or thank you when I left after removing the lower storm panel, verifying the window itself operated properly, including the lock and security pin, and that the screen was in good shape.

When I get home there was a lengthy rambling phone message that she was sorry she was on the phone and that I did it all wrong and I needed to come back. I delayed calling her back until I had expended all of my choice expletives and had cooled down enough to be civil, and then did so on the speaker phone with Grayfox present both as a witness and to keep me civil.

I had to repeatedly interrupt her rambles off to neverland and return to the subject. It was also clear she wasn't listening to anything I was trying to communicate, sooo I finally stopped her again and said, "Can you or can you not operate your kitchen window to get ventilation?" When she said yes, I said, "Call me when you want the storm window panel replaced. Will that work?"

She said yes and I said, "Good, talk to you then", concluding the conversation. I've never had to operate a storm window for any of our tenants until now, but I cut her slack because of her age. I hope her mental state doesn't further deteriorate, because I don't have enough extra to go around and am five years older.

A bright new day that started on an upbeat note with a wake-up nuzzle and snuggle love in with Miss Layla! Cleaning ladies today, so it looks like a fun morning at Fernhill dog park for the pup and a gorgeous day for frolicking there!

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Happy July 6th brothers and sisters! A lovely new morning in Paradise at 64F and 91% RH, partially cloudy and predicted to reach 73F.

More sorting through old files, recycling and shredding.

I took the Jeep to Jiffy Lube because I couldn't find my filter wrench and not only had to endure their pushy sales but got nicked $55 for an oil and filter change. Wowza!!

Grayfox received a 200-word letter from a 73-year-old tenant asking her to ask me to open her kitchen storm window for ventilation, so I made an appointment to do so, but when I arrived exactly on time, she was on the phone yaking non-stop, as she was when I left. Her only words to me when I arrived and knocked, was, "come on in. There was no goodbye or thank you when I left after removing the lower storm panel, verifying the window itself operated properly, including the lock and security pin, and that the screen was in good shape.

When I get home there was a lengthy rambling phone message that she was sorry she was on the phone and that I did it all wrong and I needed to come back. I delayed calling her back until I had expended all of my choice expletives and had cooled down enough to be civil, and then did so on the speaker phone with Grayfox present both as a witness and to keep me civil.

I had to repeatedly interrupt her rambles off to neverland and return to the subject. It was also clear she wasn't listening to anything I was trying to communicate, sooo I finally stopped her again and said, "Can you or can you not operate your kitchen window to get ventilation?" When she said yes, I said, "Call me when you want the storm window panel replaced. Will that work?"

She said yes and I said, "Good, talk to you then", concluding the conversation. I've never had to operate a storm window for any of our tenants until now, but I cut her slack because of her age. I hope her mental state doesn't further deteriorate, because I don't have enough extra to go around and am five years older.

A bright new day that started on an upbeat note with a wake-up nuzzle and snuggle love in with Miss Layla! Cleaning ladies today, so it looks like a fun morning at Fernhill dog park for the pup and a gorgeous day for frolicking there!

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That is one of the problems when owning apts and renting
The good tenants get old and go senile or get sick, and you as the Landlord are in a hard place.
Where do they go, if they nhave no other family and even then the Family does not want their problems.
 

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