Today was the day. I had been emailing the lady who was friends with the guy who wanted our old trailer. She said he wanted to meet us, and we agreed on Saturday at 10am. So, even though we stayed up late watching a movie Friday night, we all got up and ready and hauled ourselves over to the old trailer. We set the girls to work on the inside of the trailer and DH and I tacked the shed. There was actually a lot more in the shed than I’d thought. While we were working on it, a car pulled up. It was the lady who had been emailing me. She said the guy would be coming by soon. Meanwhile she chatted a little, then even went inside and helped the kids clean up the bedrooms. Finally the guy came by. After I introduced he and DH to one another, we handed him the title that we’d already signed as well as the paper of info for the trailer that had been on the wall of the closet, and the mail key.
The guy’s friend came by as well as the maintenence people who happen to be the parents of 17’s (16 had a birthday) ex boyfriend. Well one of them. She had dated their son when she was 14 and he was 16 until they were 15 and 17. Apparently he was a jerk and couldn’t keep his hands off of her – though we didn’t know it at the time. Nothing terribly major though, but enough for her to dump him for a nicer guy. ANYWAY, his mother is one of the rudest and mose crass people I’ve ever met. When 17 came outside to dump a trash bag in the pile, the woman called out to her and called her “Fatty”. I have to say 17 is not fat. She’s chunky maybe, but she’s got a great figure and does have a waist (as opposed to my spare tire ugh). Anyway, doesn’t matter, the woman was just rude. I wanted to say something to her, but I felt it just was not the place or time, and I would simply not stoop to her level. I knew my kid would just ignore the woman, as she can’t stand her anyway. Oh, and let me just say the woman has no place to talk, she’s missing teeth and has no partials or dentures to replace them, she’s got a man’s haircut (and not one of those sassy spiky things – just an ugly man’s haircut with graying dark hair) and she’s also heavyset. I simply do not understand.
So, anyway, I heard the maintenance people leaving, then the guy’s friend asked what exactly they were doing there, and then they all got in their cars and left. So, my family was left to get our junk out of there. The girls got the inside done and two of them went off to a bday party. 17 went to get her boyfriend (the nice one) and brought him over to help. I think it took 3 loads to the dump, and about 4 hours and a box of trashbags, but we finally got everything out of the shed, and hauled off or brought back here. I didn’t think we’d have much left to keep, but we did. I found a lot of old stuff from when I was a teenager. I’d like to go thru it again before throwing most of it away. no need in keeping everything. Now my gazebo is covering piles of stuff. That’s what I get to do tomorrow. Sort.
We did leave one tub of stuff that had been half ful of water black with mold. We kicked it over to empty the water out, and we’ll have to go back and figure out how to take care of that. There’s also still a pile of wood stuff the dump won’t take. We’ve got to see if a friend of ours wants it for his burn pile. He’s a pyromaniac, so shouldn’t be a problem.
The guy said he signs his lease tomorrow, they’ve already approved him, he just has to fix the underpinning and get rid of the shed. The woman said she was going to see if they could talk them into letting him keep the shed if he put a new roof on it and painted it. They also raised his lot rent by $15. They had JUST raised it less than 6 months ago.
But basically it’s over. In fact, if I can talk DH into going over and dealing with the moldy tub full of stuff and the wood pile, I might never have to go back there again. Oh happy day!!!
