Things were touch-and-go for a while there because their superquiet response to our repair notice. They're only doing the contractually required repairs and none of our miscellaneous requests (even though one was just to tack up a loose trim piece--seriously, it would take the dude two minutes). It seems they were a bit shocked by what needed to be done (shouldn't have been, but whatever) and didn't really have the money to do it, so they'll barely be breaking even on this sale. Well, that's too bad and all, but that's not our problem. They spent thousands of dollars on fancy new kitchen cabinets (which I'm not turning down, oh no) and meanwhile blithely ignored all the woodrot in the crawlspace. I've nicknamed the place Dorian Gray.
We turned in our notice at the apartment office. It's gonna cost us to get out early, but don't care. The manager says they're pretty desperate right now to get some units freed up, so the earlier we can get out, the better it will be for them. They've only got one open right now but the departing tenants completely trashed it on their way out so they're having to do new cabinets and everything in time for some people to move in this weekend. Honestly, who acts like that? We told her ours would be easy to flip because we didn't even hang any pictures on the wall. Any damage was there when we moved in and documented in our move-in inspection report. They probably will have to replace a few things, but not because we broke it, but because that's how they leased it to us. We just accepted it as-is because we knew we'd be short-term.
Tomorrow we've got to start arranging movers, painters, carpet cleaners, and I'm going to let D handle all that while I start packing.
My parents were here Saturday on their way to my grandma's (her 92nd birthday is tomorrow--wish we could have gone with them!) so we drove them by the house. I also thanked my dad again for going over our inspection report for us and giving us his opinion--he's a contractor and has owned his house for over 35 years, so I trust he knows what he's talking about if he says "That needs to be addressed asap" or "That's not a big deal, you can fix that later for fifty bucks." My sister says she wants to bring her kids down for fall break, so I hope we can have our guest room all cute and Florida-y by then. I'm totally hanging a wooden dolphin on the wall and naming him Haru.