Landlady? Me? Huh?

I'm still trying to get used to the idea of being the one on the other end of the rental pipe. Thank the Lord that it looks like we'll have some good renters lined up, and I've found a fellow in our church who can do the paint and repairs that still need tending to. I've been slowly wiping down cupboards and walls and patching to get it ready to paint, but I admit I'm grateful to have someone else just do the real painting so I don't have to. I've arranged for the repair of a bathroom, ordered some replacement blinds and found a possible property manager - too many little details still to do, but what a relief it will be to have it underway and to not be trying to tend TWO yards as spring comes on.

The really humbling thing about cleaning up a house that's been moved out of is realizing what a pig I am - the crud clinging to walls where furniture was, the grime on all those little nooks and crannies that just didn't get reached so often, the gunk that had to be chipped out of the cracks on the stove. Bleah! Yick! The nice thing is seeing it gradually become nice and clean again, ready for a new person to appreciate it.

And you know, when I was the renter instead of the rentee, I had no idea what a huge chunk of the rent goes to so many other expenses - it sure dwindles down quick when you're looking to it to help pay the mortgage on a new place. :-P Still, no complaints - I know we're blessed to have it at all, I just can't see myself as the landlady yet - too many stereotypes from old tv programs still haunt me.

Ooh - and we got a couch! I found one at a consignment place - a real couch! Like people can sit on! I haven't had a couch for years...we only had beanbags on the floor and the kitchen chairs... A couch! :-D