Ding dong, the tenant's gone! And left a mess behind her! Someone's getting a big chunk taken out of her security deposit. Thank God Josh and Chelsea felt obligated to pitch in and help, since I let them stay with me over homeless night. I never would have gotten it all done. I've made a list of all the crap we had to clean up, so there's no doubt why it's going to be a small check. She shouldn't have doubt, though. If you don't bother to clean when you move out, don't bother to think you'll get your deposit back. Plus, there's now a hole in the screen door. My boss, who is also a landlord, tells me there's this place in town that will re-screen the door for a decent price.

He's had much worse problems than me, though. One of his tenants died a couple weeks back, and no one knew it until the neighbors started to smell something. Yuck! They had to call the biohazard team in to clean. That's so sad that he had no one to check on him, though. All us at work promised each other we would check on each other if we didn't show up for work.

The new tenant hasn't been so bad so far. She's a heavy stepper, but that's it. We'll see when it starts driving me nuts.