Here we are, back to Monday again. It’s been a whirlwind of activity at the Clampetts yet again.
Saturday found us with plenty of sunshine, so our batteries were fully charged with energy (the solar system batteries, not mine, that is) and I didn’t want any of it dumping, so I got to work cleaning. This was partly to make up for time lost during the week to strawberries and peas. Anyway, I cleaned both bathrooms and then moved on to dusting, dry mopping, and vacuuming both downstairs and upstairs. Actually, the dusting was on the light side, but nothing seemed to need a deep thorough cleaning, so that was good news.
I remember when I was working, and prior to hiring outside help for cleaning, this was a typical Saturday’s work, plus get dinner. I got dinner as well, but it was also on the easy side. I fixed us each a ham & cheese hoagie and we had fish chowder from the market. My main grocery store’s headquarters are on the Massachusetts coast, so they make really good and fresh fish chowder. I know it is summer, but if we went out to eat, we might well have fish chowder to begin the meal, plus it was on sale this week (!), so it was on our menu.
Sunday found us going to the Mason’s monthly breakfast here in the village. We had an opportunity to chat with friends and had a good breakfast to boot. Then it was a few quick errands and home.
Saturday, B finally got a chance to post the two rental properties on Craigslist and that always produces a feeding frenzy for a few days, and Saturday/Sunday was no exception. I would say about half of the inquires via email are duds and can quickly be eliminated. The other half, B sends the standard inquiry to them of 4-5 questions such as, how many in your party, any pets, are you currently in a lease, any smokers, etc. You know, pertinent information. This again usually weeds out about half of them, as we either do not ever hear back or something else eliminates them. That leaves us with a handful of potentials.
Sunday was no exception to the rule. We showed the properties to 3 couples; 2 couples wanted to see both properties and one couple was only interested in one of the properties. B always gives the potentials the same information; once you get home and think about it and if you are still interested, email me for an application. In our early days of being landlords, we used to hand out paper applications to anyone who stopped by, but we quickly realized that was not only a waste of paper, but also did not produce many serious results. We seem to get a number of tire kickers, as I call them.
Once we got home from all this, 2 of the 3 couples did indeed email us for applications. Meanwhile, I got dinner started before we left for breakfast. Here’s a kicker, I cook spare ribs in the slow cooker! I know this seems strange, but it works very well if cooked on low for a long time. I also stand the ribs up in the slow cooker. I first rubbed them with a dry rub I mixed up Saturday night and then poured barbecue sauce over them. I also had time to steam the creamer potatoes for a potato salad before we left. Again, Saturday evening I hard boiled the eggs for the salad. B likes eggs in his potato salad. I never make potato salad the same way twice, and Sunday was no exception. I actually got a bit heavy on the eggs to the number of potatoes, but not much I could do about that since I had no extra potatoes. Dinner was on its way.
In between showings, B donned his haz mat suit, as I call it, and put up a canopy so he could do some sandblasting. B likes doing sandblasting. He says the machine uses abrasive granules and compressed air to knock off rust and leave the surface rough for good paint adhesion. Aren’t you glad you asked??? Here’s a picture:
The ribs came out well, as did the potato salad. I opened pickled beets to go with it, so that was dinner. B promptly fell asleep after that!!!
Monday didn’t get off to a great start either. We received a nasty gram from one of the tenants who just moved out. She is demanding her security deposit back NOW, so that took a bit of diplomacy to word that email appropriately. B did a good job. No doubt, she won’t see it our way.
Then I tried calling the dealership where I bought my car in order to eradicate my rodent issue. It seems the little buggers have gotten into my A/C so that every time you turn on the A/C, a horrible, mousey smell is emitted so that you have to roll the windows down to breathe until it gets past a certain stage. They have also thought it is cute to use tissues from the box of tissues in the car to build their nest. I solved that issue; no tissues in the car. No more thinking mice are cute, as in Christmas cards. They are on my sh***t list now! B used to think mice were cute, but now he kills all he can find. It only takes a few ruined things, sometimes very expensive things, to turn one into a real mouse-hater.
I never did get through to the dealership. They recently changed hands, so now you go through the hell of the telephone maze or you can “chat” with someone live online. After a frustrating time trying more than one phone call, I tried the chat line. B was up by then and took one look at the wording on my screen and said, “That is someone in India. Don’t bother.” I thought it was strange as well as annoying when she asked for the VIN number. Like who has that information at their fingertips??? So, unless I have to, I am no longer going back there for help. B is going to ask his mechanic about the issue. This is part of the problem of living “in the country.” Stay tuned.
B meanwhile was going through his own phone hell. The guy who wants to buy the plane had arranged for a phone conference call with the FAA about the ongoing issue with the plane. After that call, B was on the phone trying to get a local propane company to come out and hook up a tank of propane at one of the rentals, since the tenant went directly to the previous company for their refund instead of through us. We no longer do business with that company. And, just for kicks, the local hospital called B to arrange for a routine procedure the doctor wants him to have, so there was scheduling and a phone pre-check up with the surgeon. Plus B has one test already scheduled for tomorrow! Never, ever go for a “wellness” check after 65! You come out with at least two tests plus a few shots you weren’t expecting!
I was then on the phone with BathFitters to arrange for them to come out to one of the rentals. One of the bathrooms is atrocious and we need something done to the tub. I pretty much figure this is way over our budget, but we have to start somewhere because the crud is just not coming off. Sigh. Plus painting is still going on at the rental and we need to make an appointment to have the two bedroom carpets cleaned.
At 12:45, B was on the phone conference call with the FAA rep and the guy who is interested in the plane. After that call ended, I asked B if it was worth it and he said, “not so much.” The original plan stands; the FAA guys are coming out to look at the plane next week. The big question is whether or not an inspection visit and “test period” are necessary due to a prop change that happened a long time ago, before we owned the plane. B no longer cares either way; it’s the potential buyer who’s so hot to trot on it. He’s probably going to be ticked if we decide in the end to not sell the plane. We still have mixed feelings about it. However, we also just got a notice from the state of Vermont that our hangar lease cost is going up about 40%, so that was another irritant. Last year, the town of Springfield, Vermont doubled our hangar property taxes, which was what precipitated the plan to sell everything. Vermont apparently needs a lot of money to pay for all those give-away programs.
Thankfully, the afternoon has been a bit quieter. I finally got a little sewing project done and will talk more about this later. Basically, I am making sink rags or cloths out of old fashion cloth diapers I buy in Walmart. More on this story later too.
And finally the critter pens are long overdue for a cleaning. B got me out the wheelbarrow and I went to town on it, but only after I gave the kids a snack to keep them out of my hair. They like to get right in there and watch and supervise any work. We had one and a half bales of shavings, so the duck pen got the half bale and the chicken coop, after shoveling out the current shavings, got a full bale of shavings. Let’s see if they complain about that! They were all under the porch snoozing when I got done. B took two loads of used shavings to the compost bin for me, as my ankle doesn’t allow me to go down that slippery slope yet. As I was doing this, B had to go to the post office with a few packages to leave off.
One last thing. I did not go to PT today because the town workers finally decided to finish the “spring” grading work on our dirt road today. I hope this is done now.
With all this, I am now closing today’s blog. We are showing one house at 5:30 this evening and eating leftovers. I guess I will put the ribs in the oven to slowly heat up and there is sufficient potato salad and plenty of beets leftover.