Landlords

Since our son, daughter-in-law and grand babies are moving away this summer

(*sob*)

we have put our apartment up for rent.

I will be a landlord.

(I don't count it when it's family)

I'm not sure I'm cut out for being a landlord, to tell you the truth.

I'm just too nice.

I like people too much.

I want to make everyone happy.

So the idea of being "friendly" but not "friends" because of a business relationship

is really a foreign thing for me.

So far I have been contacted by about 10 people for my one apartment.

and I want to give it to all of them.

I want to give it to the girl with the little dog, even though we have a no pets policy.

I want to give it to the people who called and I heard a bunch of crying in the background.

Even if it will inconvenience me, I want to make these strangers happy.

Way back when we were in college,

Frank and I were managers of an apartment complex.

We got reduced rent in exchange for our work as managers.

I was terrible at it.

I just wanted people to be happy.

I wanted to give everyone their way.

I wanted to fix everyone's problems.

I wanted to let everyone live in the one open apartment that we had.

Ugh.

I get flashback stress just thinking about it.

I am the one fielding all of the phone calls, texts and emails and I'm just not sure I'm cut out for it!