I know some of you out there are landlords, but I know many of you live in single family homes and are blessed with only being your own landlord. The best tenant is always yourself, because you pay for everything and therefore you appreciate and take care of things.
I came home tonight and at dinner Steve told me that our tenant whom I'll call Thadeus told him, "his financial aid is late and he will be late paying the rent- maybe on the 12th." Not a big deal right? Well, to understand my annoyance you'd have to know the past history with these tenants.
We really are only TOLERATING them and have done so for 3 leases because of a soft rental market here in Chicago and us pouring all our resources into the 1st floor. Plus, I was laid off last year and Steve's business had been shaky after the dot-com bubble burst. So, there you have it. We just put up with their annoyances, which I will detail below.
I started out trying to like them and make it work. I have done alot to help them really. They are from Liberia and they are students, but my good will has worn a bit thin.
Just to give you an idea of what I have done to accomodate them: For an entire year we allowed them to pay the rent in 2 installments and even with that they were constantly late. Sometimes I wouldn't get paid until the 22nd of the month. Thadeous, who is a PHD student in religious studies and a minister, had lost his student job.
After a year, I had had it and we wrote them a letter stating they needed to start paying their rent on time. That was this past February and since then they have paid on the 1st every month. So, we decided to renew their lease and that next Spring out they'd go so we could then fix up the 2nd floor, raise the rent, and get better tenants. And now this.
Oh, there are the constant annoyances such as: leaving exterior doors unlocked or open (this is the city- hello!), noise from above such as moving furniture around every week or so, losing keys and garage door openers, asking for more heat in winter while coming to our door wearing a t-shirt, shorts & flip flops in January, asking to "use our grill" and then taking it off the premises to cook for 50 people returning it caked in grease (it's a stationary grill not a portable), and just too much traffic in and out of the apartment with a revolving door of third roommates and guests that stay for weeks. I may as well go on: asking us to change their lightbulbs and put new batteries in their fire alarms, breaking a brand new screen frame and losing a light fixture.
Oh, I forgot that they are slobs.
I guess I needed to vent, but I will relish the day I can tell them, "No, we won't renew your lease. We need to fix up the apartment. Buh-bye!" And then we can get some nice quiet couple to live up there who will take care of the place and have some sense.