In the saga of deadbeat tenants, an end is finally in sight! The Sheriff's office called and we have a date and time for eviction. A mere three months start to finish. Not bad given the horror stories we've heard. Of course, we haven't gotten any rent from said tenants since a partial payment in October, and we're not likely to have the place rented before March, so we're out a little over four months rent. It could have been much worse, and we still haven't seen the inside of the house, so I'm still nervous, but there's light!
As sad as the media protrays all the people being evicted, I must tell you there are plenty of true deadbeats out there. Our tenants for example, just didn't bother to work. I live in an area that jobs are plentiful. We have a 2.2% unemployment rate and there's always the Federal government to work for. They always have tons of jobs. All different levels of experience and decent pay, not great, but decent. There was no excuse for them to not have jobs, other than they didn't feel like it. They didn't feel like paying us rent either. Unfortunately, I do feel like paying my mortgage, and I do need that rent to do so. My family depends on that income.
Of course, my husband has been between contracts at his job and has been trying to get placed while we have been waiting for the Sheriff to schedule the eviction. There are a lot of evictions taking place. Many are because of stupid financing on mortgages people could never afford in the first place, but I digress. On top of all this stress, my truck failed its safety inspection for bad ball joints and an exhaust manifold leak. Our other daily driver needs new struts, new tires, and it looks like a new ignition coil. It has an exhaust leak as well, but not as critical as the truck's leak. Can you say tension? Stress? Lottery?
No, actually I only buy a ticket once in a while. I never win more than a free ticket so I can't see wasting my money playing. Though I do think about it. It'd solve a lot of problems rather nicely, but then it's unlikely I'd actually win. I'd rather save the money and put it toward my kid's college funds. And I do.
Anyway, next Monday is the big day. It's likely the tenants will leave over the weekend and there won't be a scene. I hope so since it looks like my husband will be on a new contract come Monday and therefore won't be there. If not, the Sheriff is ready to remove them and a locksmith will be changing the locks while the Sheriff waits. Which is good since one of the tenants is up on a malicious wounding charge and obviously has no problem with violence.
I know there are a lot of people out there that didn't do anything wrong, and my heart goes out to them, but right now, I'm a little cynical when I hear a sad story. I'm sure my tenants are giving their friends a good story that has little basis in reality. All in all it's just a bad event.
I feel like I'm in a soap opera and some other catastrophe is just around the next corner. I hope not, but that's the way I feel.