"You gonna get another job?"...

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
Being short on time and money makes the dichotomy of being a nerd and a pervert so much easier. It will likely be years before I have to worry about whether I should turn the basement into a TARDIS control room or a sex dungeon.
 

Loktar

Pinata Whacker
Being short on time and money makes the dichotomy of being a nerd and a pervert so much easier. It will likely be years before I have to worry about whether I should turn the basement into a TARDIS control room or a sex dungeon.
You should do both. I'm pretty sure one of the early Doctors had a sex dungeon hidden away in the TARDIS. Now you know the real reason for the "companions".
 

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
Bah. Gonna have to call up the credit card company and do some begging. I pay my card in full, so I never get hit with interest charges. But this month was tight. The unexpectedly expensive roof and the surprise sewer connection were a big hit so I needed to move some money around to cover the credit card (which had the sewer install financed on it).

Unfortunately there are things about living in Louisville that are like living in the 1980s. There are no [Insert name of national bank chain here] banks here. So I wound up getting an account with a local bank I'd heard good things about. And it is...painful. On top of that, since some of the money I needed was in my LLC I didn't know how to move that online or at the ATM (and really, I haven't been able to get their "online" site to work right in...forever). So I had to go in. And because my attorney hammered home the importance of keeping your LLC money separate, on the 1st I deposited the rent check into the LLC and then came in Monday to move it to my personal account. But since it's like living in the 1980s, they said that money wouldn't be available for a business day. "OK. Fine. I don't need it. Transfer what you can."

Since the payment was due on the 5th, I did an electronic transfer between my [national bank chain] account and my credit card of as much as I could swing and wrote a check on my local 1980s bank to put in the mail. Except this was Saturday. And the mail had gone out already, so it wouldn't get going until Monday, the day before it was due. Checked my account on the 5th and of course it hadn't hit yet. Checked it today. It hit on the 8th. And now I have a nice interest payment for the balance tacked on as well. So I guess I'll call up and tell my sob story to the operator and see if they'll waive the interest. I dunno. We'll see.
 

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
...and the crowning irony is, since they weren't able to move the rent check from the LLC to the personal account anyway, I might as well have just written the check earlier and got it in the mail. Then it would've arrived in time.
 

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
It's interesting, the tasks one finds unpleasant. Renovating a bathroom but needed to use this morning for some administrative things. I've got a sink full of dishes, I've got some things I need to return to the hardware store, I've got to try to get my bank to waive an interest fee for missing statement date on my credit card and I've got a verbal agreement for someone to move into my current place when it becomes available in February. So I had to find the receipts for the items I was returning, call up my bank, and pull up my lease template and fill in the relevant blanks and e-mail a PDF to my renter.

Truth be told, the lease thing is about the easiest of those things. But for some reason it is the most unpleasant to me. I can't explain it. Years ago, the first time I read "7 Habits of Highly Effective People" one of the big takeaways was doing a personal mission statement. Mine basically boils down to that I like to help people and solve problems. Now there were some jobs that I was qualified for but that just didn't appeal to me and I couldn't figure out why until I realized that, to me, they didn't feel like I was helping anyone or solving anything. Now the lease definitely is. I'm providing a wonderful home to a man and his daughter. But I'm still not excited by it.

As I type this I have a few ideas. First could be that it is because I'm an introvert. But that really doesn't jibe because I had no problem calling my bank to ask for a favor. It could also be because this is the beginning of a new relationship. Managing properties is still relatively new to me and you hear all the horror stories. This guy seems to check out as well as anyone could but part of me still worries about what if he's some con-man. I think that may be a factor, but a relatively minor one. No, I think the biggest factor is that I don't particularly like leases. I didn't like them when I was a renter and resented all the rules and conditions--and leases were a lot simpler back in those days. And now the shoe is on the foot and I'm the Bad Guy. I'm the one saying "you can't do this...you have to do this...if you to that, I'm going to..." Leases are inherently unpleasant to me.

But I need to do this. And sooner rather than later. But now I know. And knowing is half the battle.
 

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
OK. This really has absolutely nothing to do with this thread, but I can't think of a better place to put it, so here we go: It's in The Dog's contract that she gets a walk in the morning and another in the evening. On weekends the morning walk can be as long as she wants and the evening walk is to a Special location. These days, Saturday night is Iroquois Park.

The local mounted police used to have their stable in the park before it was condemned (we have a Democrat mayor so the money goes to tearing down statues of beloved civic figures because they had ties to the Confederacy instead of repairing the roof at the mounted police stable. There's also a pasture and a riding circle and riding trails throughout the park. Of late, The Dog prefers to sniff around the pasture. She pretty regularly flushes out a herd of deer and was flushing a flock of wild turkey back in November. 2 weeks ago I saw her tugging on something hanging from a tree. It seemed fishy so I called her off. On closer investigation it was a small deer leg, wired through the tendon, with a steel leg-hold trap chained to the tree underneath. Luckily she didn't trip it. I did with a branch before engaging the authorities.

Last week we were on the way there and it occurred to me I should've brought a pistol. Because if the trap was still there and I bumped into the person who set it, it's always helpful to have something to diffuse a discussion if things get too heated. Turned out the trap was gone. But almost as soon as we got out of the car we were treated to a chorus of howls--call it a coyote serenade. Guess now we know who the trap was for. The Dog desperately wanted to go investigate, but I was able to rein her in. Even as old as she is, I think she's a match for a coyote. But 2-3? Not so much. So I needed a gun after all, but for totally different reasons. Rustled up a stout branch to use as a cudgel and arranged The Dog's 8' leather leash so it made a formidable flog and proceeded with the walk. Heard howls at a couple other points in the patrol but didn't run into the coyotes.

This week I came prepared. The 9mm was probably a better choice for coyotes--more smaller holes--but the .45 was handy and set up so I went with that. I could've also went with the .357, but then I'd have felt obligated to bring the bullwhip as well and that would've been dead embarrassing if I'd met other hikers. The .380 PPK/S was right out. 7 underpowered shots against a pack of wild canines doesn't make up for any minor tradeoffs in carrying comfort.

All that said, they really should just let everyone carry concealed. 80% of people wouldn't do it anyway. Hell, 99% of people wouldn't. I don't think 80% of actual fervent gun owners would do it. It's just a pain in the butt. A literal pain in the butt. Totally legal in Kentucky and not even frowned upon in most places, but even so, lugging around a big iron on your hip is just really unpleasant even with the best holster setup.
 

Oerdin

Member
It's interesting, the tasks one finds unpleasant. Renovating a bathroom but needed to use this morning for some administrative things. I've got a sink full of dishes, I've got some things I need to return to the hardware store, I've got to try to get my bank to waive an interest fee for missing statement date on my credit card and I've got a verbal agreement for someone to move into my current place when it becomes available in February. So I had to find the receipts for the items I was returning, call up my bank, and pull up my lease template and fill in the relevant blanks and e-mail a PDF to my renter.

Truth be told, the lease thing is about the easiest of those things. But for some reason it is the most unpleasant to me. I can't explain it. Years ago, the first time I read "7 Habits of Highly Effective People" one of the big takeaways was doing a personal mission statement. Mine basically boils down to that I like to help people and solve problems. Now there were some jobs that I was qualified for but that just didn't appeal to me and I couldn't figure out why until I realized that, to me, they didn't feel like I was helping anyone or solving anything. Now the lease definitely is. I'm providing a wonderful home to a man and his daughter. But I'm still not excited by it.

As I type this I have a few ideas. First could be that it is because I'm an introvert. But that really doesn't jibe because I had no problem calling my bank to ask for a favor. It could also be because this is the beginning of a new relationship. Managing properties is still relatively new to me and you hear all the horror stories. This guy seems to check out as well as anyone could but part of me still worries about what if he's some con-man. I think that may be a factor, but a relatively minor one. No, I think the biggest factor is that I don't particularly like leases. I didn't like them when I was a renter and resented all the rules and conditions--and leases were a lot simpler back in those days. And now the shoe is on the foot and I'm the Bad Guy. I'm the one saying "you can't do this...you have to do this...if you to that, I'm going to..." Leases are inherently unpleasant to me.

But I need to do this. And sooner rather than later. But now I know. And knowing is half the battle.
Leases might be unpleasant but they are vitally necessary.
 

Loktar

Pinata Whacker
Leases might be unpleasant but they are vitally necessary.
Unlike renters insurance. I've been wasting $25 a month for years and for what? Nothing in my apartment has ever gotten stolen or damaged(except through my fault). I mean really, I hardly see or talk to my neighbors and we have a key fob entry to get in the lobby. This place is like Fort Knox.
 

Volpone

Zombie Hunter
That's another thing I struggle with: Renting these days would have driven 20 year old me insane. A 1 year lease was grudgingly tolerated because after that you could move to month-to-month. And if a landlord raised the rent every year we'd flip out. It was a given that you could have pets and no one ever made renter's insurance a condition of the lease. I explicitly allow animals (but they need to be approved) and the closest I can come on renters insurance is a line that "strongly encourages" it.

Again, I've only been doing this for half a year (and only have one house rented), so I could find out I'm completely and utterly wrong, but right now the plan is to only rent out places I'd want to live in myself and treat the renters like the place is their home. A landlord guru maintains that you can't treat tenants like customers but I absolutely do. I mean, I don't wash their towels and bed linens, but I definitely make sure they're happy.
 
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