Don’t have to tell me that…while my life is far from perfect, with the amount of good luck that has fallen my way over the years I’d better hope there’s no such thing as karma. Otherwise my obit is going to have the words “skydiving accident”, “anally impaled”, “giant cactus” and “found alive three days later, but died on the way to the hospital” in it.
That’s one of the things we discussed – he’s well aware he could get a good amount more for the place, but he’s happy to take a little loss for some piece of mind. Here’s a guy who has never been a landlord and doesn’t need a bunch of crap from a tenant taking up his time. If something goes wrong with the place, short of a water pipe bursting or the roof caving in, I’m going to break out the toolbox and fix it.
There’s no pets to tear the place up, I’m not going to be throwing wild parties…basically he’s trading a couple hundred bucks each month to know he’s not going to have to deal with a bunch of piddlily bullshit. Win/win.
Anyhow, thanks much for all the well-wishes everyone. I’ll be heading in there in 4-6 weeks or so, and can start moving on with my life. The guy wants to get the place all cleaned out, patched up and painted first, although I told him that since I was house painter for years, I’d happily paint the place, no charge (seems like the a fair move to me).
Suffice it to say, this next month can’t go by fast enough.
Woah, you are one doper I never thought would get divorced. I’m really sorry to hear it; you always seemed so happy.
On the bright side, you do deserve good things happening to you, I wouldn’t call it luck…as I recall, you’ve always provided for others when you could.
I love hearing good news. You sound remarkably well adjusted for experiencing the divorce process. It seems that you and your ex can at least have civil and rational discussions about matters at hand; don’t underestimate how much that is worth.
If I may be so bold as to suggest a few visits to a family and marriage counselor. I have some friends who decided divorce was best for them, and the counselor helped them navigate all the difficult emotions and confusion defining a new type of relationship; being divorced, single people, but a united family for their children. Their divorce is better than most marraiges I have seen. They now have a huge amazing family unit with exes, steps and halves.
Seriously, Hal, you are one of my favorite Dopers. I’m glad you’re handling this well, and have found out that, even in adversity, good thins can still
happen. Good luck to all three of you.
You and me both. But then again, “seemed happy” and “actually were happy” are two very different things.
Heh…typo. Guess I was listening to too much Iron Maiden.
And again, thanks much for all the well-wishes, all.
My wife and I sat TLB down last night and explained things to her. Fortunately, we had my SIL’s situation to compare this to. “You know how sometimes Richie lives with his daddy and sometimes he lives with Aunt Cheryl? Well…”. So using that, it wasn’t difficult to get across.
And we concentrated on the positives for her. Here, she’ll be living with her cousin Richie (who she adores [when they’re not trying to kill one another]). At her new place, well, we’re going over there today so she can pick which room she wants to be her bedroom, and then we’re going to Home D so she can pick out what colors she wants her new room to be painted. Given all that, she’s excited about the prospect.
I know the time will come – before too long – when the entirely of the situation will sink in and it’s going to be a major blow, but this is one resilient kid. Children go through this kind of thing every day and come out of it just fine, so I’m hoping that her being tough and bright, combined with my wife and I doing this so amicably, she won’t be too scarred by the situation. I hope…
