IHOP Girl: The case of the possible eviction!

Friday, August 21, 2009

The case of the possible eviction!

I had a second or two at work - surprising I know, but I thought I'd try to fill you in on the phone call I received a couple days ago. I was all settled after the whole car buying drama; ready for a little peace and quiet. My radar was void. A nice black circle with no green blips on the screen. Then my landlord called.

Now my landlord doesn't own our house, he is hired to rent it out by some gentleman I've never met. Unfortunately, the owner of the house has decided that he wants to sell all his rental properties (he has several), which means that we could either buy the house, or face the probable sale. Now based on how our lease goes, we would have a little bit to find a place when the house does sell, but I've recruited WOT's fleet of angels to prevent the sale. ;-)

I've debated on creating some sale hindrances; i.e. parking our cars on the roadside in front and behind the sign, loosing a herd (or is it posse) of mice in the house, or changing the telephone numbers on the sale sign. Hahaha - no, no, I'm kidding I'm not going to do any of the above. I did warn the realtor that I'm not keeping my house in perfect condition. Although the thought of random people seeing the mess that is my house right now is slightly humiliating...Oh well!!

I will keep you updated on whether we will soon be facing another move. I swear - I'm destined to move every year.....

Stay tuned for tomorrow's edition of "How to throw a Gnome" which will include a video and step by step instructions. I'm excited can't you tell!! You don't want to miss it!

3 comments:

shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: well the term "eviction" only pertains to people who actually pay rent. however since you guys merely broke the door open and moved into a vacant house, and then when the owner finds out someone is living there without prior approval i don't think asking you to either pay or get out is really all that unreasonable. do you?

so this time, please find a place to live the legitimate way and pay a little rent. then we won' be subjected to these wild fantastic stories of woe.

HE!

PS - and laying gnomes around to keep people out is over the top.; 8:08 AM
Anonymous said...: Rather than moving signs and playing with mice, I have a suggestion. ROACH motels placed in obvious places along with a can or two roach spray on the counter will make anyone think twice.; 11:50 PM
Clair Bannerman (alias) said...: Haha, that's a great idea! Actually, I did see a roach once - oh my gosh it was horrid...I don't like these Southern bugs!; 2:56 PM

Movie Night In...I love a good movie!

Mega Mind
Taking Chance (Will make you cry like a baby)
Charlotte Grey (A bit of a different take on Nazi Germany)
Series - Merlin (I LOVE BBC)
Robin Hood (Okay, a love Russell Crowe, you'll have to understand that about me...)
Kingdom of Heaven (Chuck full of acting power with an epic tale)
Miss Potter (Such a great film! Story of the creator of Peter Rabbit)
How to Train your Dragon (Possibly my favorite animated movie ever...I'm like a little kid, I watch it over and over)
Buck (Sundance winner, Biography of Horse Trainer, heart touching)
Lost in Austin (Modern day spin on Pride and Prej.)

Life as a nurse...

Great words by Reb Jeff: Vayishlach: Facing Death

"Rachel died. She was buried on the road to Ephrat — now called Bethlehem. Jacob set up a pillar above her grave. It is the pillar at Rachel’s grave to this day."–Genesis 35:19-20

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vidui http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism), and preparing the notifications to the community, feel like little fragments of the sacred. I have been entrusted with the care and tending of the most powerful, complex and difficult emotions that a person can experience in life. I have been made, in some small part, a guardian of the memory of a departed soul — a life that touches upon many other lives.After dropping off my older daughter at her high school this morning, I made a stop at Treasure Coast Hospice http://www.tchospice.org/, a remarkable organization that sets a very high standard for the loving and respectful care of the dying. There, I visited a lovely man whom I have seen a few times in his hospice room. I sat by his bedside and listened to him (in full possession of his faculties) as he told me about his worries about his family, the support of his wife after he is gone, and the future of his children and grandchildren. I was deeply moved by the way he put any concern for himself — even while facing death — in a distant backseat to his concerns for his family. When my own time comes, I can only hope to have his awareness of the way that one life can touch so many others.Also at hospice, I visited a woman I have known for the past two years — a dear soul who is a former Jewish religious school director. I sat with her, too, singing psalms to her as I listened to her heavy and labored breathing. I have no medical training, but I have come to know the sound of a person who is close to death. The body begins to fight for each breath as it slowly looses it grasp on life. As I held her hand and sang, I realized that being a rabbi is no protection against becoming one of the people caught in the web of connection. I, too, am changed by the loss of a life that has touched mine.Later in the day, I met with a couple from our congregation. She had just learned that her brother died yesterday in a car crash. Coming to terms with the loss is made more difficult for her by the fact that she and her brother had not seen each other or spoken in five years. Sometimes, people think it is easier to mourn the death of someone who has moved out of your life. In my experience, though, it's harder. Grief is magnified by wounded love and regret. I have no magic words to say to ease the pain of mourning. All I can do is listen, become a vessel in which people place their stories, and offer compassion.Actually, there is one more thing I can do. I can have faith that "all I can do" is all that I need to do. It is enough.In this week's Torah portion (Vayishlach) Jacob watched Rachel, the love of his life, die in childbirth. He was overcome by grief. Jacob had worked for his cruel uncle Laban for fourteen years to earn the right to marry Rachel. Now she was gone. Because she died while they were traveling, Jacob had to bury her by the side of the road. He built a pillar of stones on the spot to mark the place as sacred.This is what we all do, in one way or another, when death enters our lives. We grieve and our hearts break. We wish that we could continue to walk along the path of life with our loved ones forever, but the dead cannot fully join us. We have to leave something behind in order to resume our own journey. So, what do we do? We mark the moment as sacred. We erect monuments — both in cemeteries and in our hearts. The stones we place on top of stones remind us that a life may end, but its sanctity is forever.The Torah says that the monument Jacob built for his beloved continues to stand until this day. A life that touches the lives of others never ceases to send living reverberations throughout the web that binds us all.