So, this is what I do daily; Anyone want to be a landlord?

[Dirtcrasher]

Here's the deal. Dad is incarcerated and counting on me UNTIL the real estate is separated through his divorce (my apple rolled far away from his tree, trust me!) Anyhow, her lawyer has filed a motion in which nothing can be sold until the civil trial. That date went from a year ago to next March! She may force his hand sooner but that is up to her lawyer.


300rman, you are correct. In mass it's 14 day notice, 3 weeks till court and then a court mediator works with myself and the tenant and they are allowed to stay as long as they pay. If they miss, you file a motion to "execute the order." Then 3 more weeks to sit before a judge that will allow her to counter with a motion backed up by whatever, (they all know the system). And this can be repeated over and over. Than you Massachusetts!!

Now you all know why I'm nuts. I will most likely lose my trike tomorrow in NH.

[fabiodriven]

Now you all know why I'm nuts. I will most likely lose my trike tomorrow in NH.

For anyone who doesn't know Steve personally, this could actually happen.

[Vealmonkey]

I've talked to Steve many times, but why would he lose his trike?????

[atc007]

It would be a repeat performance from TF. Glad to hear you're getting out riding Steve O !! QUIT THAT JOB MAN ! That court battle will likely go on for Years...

[fabiodriven]

I've talked to Steve many times, but why would he lose his trike?????

There's always next year Pat!

[Chazz of Blades]

We, as humans, have a very short, explosive time on Earth. In the grand scheme of things we're only here for a blink of an eye. Every second you spend miserable, every minute wasted, every day doing jack to better your life, yourself, your happiness, whatever, is a day that somewhere someone would love to have, someone that's running out of days. Every year that passes by is a million chances to change your life. Sometimes we suffer for the sake of someone else, and this can be a noble action, but it's when we sacrifice everything for something that's not worth not only our time or stress, but our happiness and our lives. Because if you're not happy, you're not living.

The legal battle COULD take years, the date it's supposed to be is only a hopeful, shortest time possible. Are you willing to risk ruining the rest of your life after these damned apartments are gone in the hopes that everything works out with your father? You're extremely talented, and you can even make a living doing not only what you're good at, but what you seem to really enjoy doing. What happens if that battle doesn't work out? What happens if for some reason your father keeps the apartments? Will you dedicate the entire time it takes for him to get out, or even after that if he doesn't want to deal with it, if it doesn't? Every day wasted........

Sometimes we just have to fold and walk to another table, DC, I think it's time you dropped that blackhole of suffering and misery. Please.

[kb0nly]

Man that stinks... I feel for ya. I watch over some rental properties from Oct til April every year for a owner/landlord. Its an ok part time job of fixing a leaky faucet now and then and knocking on a door when the rent is late, but none of them leave a mess like that. One moved out once and left a basement full of crap to clean out, that sucked, but it was basically just the stuff they didnt feel like moving out, the house wasn't terrible otherwise.

Here we just put it on their credit report by filing against them for an unpaid debt, that way when they go to rent the next place and they pull their credit report they will see that record of abuse and they are up a creek without a paddle. I know it works, i heard one guy crying about how he couldnt get a place to live after screwing his previous landlord out of a couple grand of rent and cleanup.

[RoscoW]

Got this on FB a couple days ago and thought it fit this thread and DC's experiences to a T

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours
in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in
front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very
large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it
was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them
into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the
open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if
the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a
box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up
everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students
responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two
cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the
jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students
laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to
recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things--your family, your children, your health, your
friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was
lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles
are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car.
The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into
the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf
balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on
the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are
important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your
happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be
time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf
balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The
rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer
represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you
that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a
couple of beers."

I guess it comes down to your personal view of the situation, if doing this to help your family members out of a bad situation (because your the only one who can) will ultimately result in a better relationship and your personal happiness with that, then it could be looked at as a golf ball.
If there is no rainbow (gratitude from the family) at the end of all this and you life expectancy goes down from the stress then It is definitely a pile of sand (the cats have been in)
Do things for you, these tenants obviously don't care if they live in filth, they and the problem will still be there on Monday morning after your weekend off doing what you want, What are they gonna do......... MOVE OUT....

Ross..

[fabiodriven]

OK only one thing to pick on you for........that lav faucet has been leaking around the handles for a long time now the sink has to be replaced !

He can't fix it if he doesn't know anything is wrong. These people let the place fall apart around them and don't say anything.

[atc350xer]

I feel for ya DC, I'm a maintenance tech for a 112 unit class 3 garden apartment complex. We have alot of older people who take pride in where they live and keep it nice... and we have the scumbags who trash the place. At least it's not my property they're trashing... that has to make it feel so much worse.

[Dirtcrasher]

Well, this has been fun. Spent all day Friday in District Court.

A tenant, lets call him douche bag, wanted me to allow him to move into the hoarders apartment after he cleaned it. I said I'd take his labor off his rent but he was determined. I told him that I don't like moving tenants around, he has been moved before, because then I have another apartment to clean and paint.

So, he was pissed and said "We're outta here!!". I told douche bag not to let the door hit him in the ass and served him a notice on Wednesday for Summary Proccess or court mediation. 4PM (3 hrs later) rolls around and the police serve me a harassment order to prevent me from stepping foot on the property.

Friday I get a douche bag judge who allows me to get rents, pick up my tools, fix emergencies etc etc. He will not allow me to show the empties or finish the hoarders apartment.

He even got the key to the basement from the 3rd flr. guy (Mike on the 3rd floor is older and responsible for emergency's but the guy said, no big deal, I'll get it myself). and proceeded to removed every electrical panel cover and called the building inspector the next day; As well as the plumbing and electrical inspector and board of health. Thank GOD this is a nice house.

I'm kicked out till the 10th, then back to court.

I'm about ready to open some gas lines and light a candle. This guy has me LIVID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IMO, he broke and entered into the basement and called city officials on me without anyone calling me. Am I wrong?

[atc007]

Wish I could help ya Steve. But ,We obviously can't. The answer is posted all over here. What a mess....I just cannot even imagine! Good luck man. If ya need to vent,you've got my # !!

[El Camexican]

Deep breaths Man. Pricks like this eventually get what’s coming to them, don't let him get to you.

[Chazz of Blades]

[300rman]

I would just let it go man....screw that!