The latest snowfall is melting fast. You would think someone was up on the roof with a hose, that’s how fast it’s dripping off.

Once again we’re having to pay for other people’s mistakes. Yesterday this cock taped a note to the door saying our rent was a week late and we’d have to go in 72 hours if it wasn’t paid along with a $50 late fee. Well, Tom put the money order through their drop slot on the 1st, so they definitely got it. He thinks they cashed it but forgot to log it in their records.

We don’t need this shit! Six months of smooth sailing simply isn’t enough. Not with all the bad times we’ve had. I’m like, oh God, please don’t let things unravel now!

We can prove it if they cashed it and get the late fee back, but that’ll take a couple of months. In the meantime, we’re the ones that have to be put out by it trying to come up with the money all over again till his next check which won’t be this Friday but next Friday.

The worst-case scenario is that they lost the damn thing and we can never prove that we really did pay it, then we get a refund, but will still be out the $50 late fee. Isn’t that so like us to have to pay $50 because someone else couldn’t do their fucking job right? You can bet that one of us will personally deliver the rent in person from now on because then we’ll get a receipt.

The best-case scenario is that they find that they cashed it today when Tom calls them. That way he doesn’t have to lose overtime by going to them before they close, we don’t have to be put out, and we don’t have to pay $50 just to do it! But best-case scenarios don’t usually happen to us. I’m sure this won’t be just a simple case of bad bookkeeping. It’s scary to think that we’d be evicted by the 11th if we were broke! It’s like something’s teasing us with our stuff and with having a roof over our heads.

I got to thinking about it, and well, I don’t know about California, but Oregon has trailer parks that don’t allow dogs or kids which is important if I’m going to work at home like I do. I wouldn’t want to listen to that shit anyway. Here you can buy old trailers for around 10 grand. If we can make due in this tiny dump, then we can certainly survive in a trailer. The only negatives are that they’d be close together, cars would park between them, people would hang outside barbecuing in the nicer weather, and I may not have much singing privacy. However, the more I think about it, the more I think our best bet is to do whatever it takes to cut out of having rent or mortgages. Or at least to lower them. The peace of mind the security would give us would be tremendous. The mortgage would be just a couple hundred a month if we made a big enough down payment on a house, and so would the space we’d have to rent that the trailer sat on. We decided (unless someone comes along to fuck up our plans for us) to stick to our plans over the next 6 months, then reevaluate things in September.

I just hope this shit with the rent gets cleared up fast and that the mannequin makes it here tomorrow intact! I thought it may be coming today since it left Portland last night at 10:30, but it doesn’t say it’s out for delivery.