Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I only live here

Hi. My name is Hilary. And I am a renter.





Hi Hilary.





Renting one's abode has its advantages; reduced property responsibilities being one of them. One of the disadvantages is that you are always at the mercy of the person(s) who does own your place. We are never consulted on issues that have direct bearing on tenant lifestyle. In fact, they don't bother to tell us what they are going to do on the property at any point. A small, overcrowded tree fell in the backyard causing very minor damage. The management company cut the two very large, stable trees shortly there after (no shade in summer, no water protection from winter rains, either. But water damage is their additional cost...) We didn't know anything about the deforestation until we saw the arborist sawing away at the trees.
Now the property is further ravaged by defoliation. The roaring chain saw was hard to ignore. I dashed out of the house to find out what was going on. The arborist clued me in. Apparently, a security gate is going in, so shrubbery must go to make way for it. A security gate?! Good thing someone told us about this, even if it was the groundskeepers. The noxious shrub they could take with my blessings, but they chopped down the almond tree located five feet from the sidewalk. They left the pestilential ivy on the fence. I could have cried. Number 36 is two sidewalk weeds from being a concrete kingdom. Ugh.

Other renter news just found out today. Because we live on an exterior wing facing the street, we have never gone too far into the main block. No reason to. Today I discovered, when being helpful to potential new neighbors, that WE HAVE ACCESS TO A SWIMMING POOL! We've heard splashing during the blistering hot summer, but Kev said it was on a neighboring property. Kev has lived here for three (3) years and did not know we have a pool. I could hurt him. It's not large. It doesn't have a beach. But on a 42C/112F day, I don't care. It's wet.

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