Let's just say they're being evicted. Then would we owe them a pro-rated refund?
that's a different story. I had the impression that they decided to leave after a fight. If you're kicking them out, then you owe them prorated rent. Or, you could decide to give them a month to find a new place, and keep the rent, and have a month to get the security deposit together.
Hello, Bitches. I spent the weekend at my mother's house and am in a state of family overload. Normally stuff doesn't get to me, but...
First I attended a baby shower for a niece-in-law. Insane ex-SIL in the other room announces that she is not letting her teen daughter (my niece) attend birthing classes because she doesn't want to scare her!! Might have been a good plan to show the kid birthing videos before she got herself pregnant. My sister told me not to worry as she is going to take the kid and be her coach. The niece-in-law is scheduled for a c-section. She is upset because they put her under for the last one and this time she will only had an epidural. She wants to be out cold. The 3rd pregnant girl in attendance didn't know she was pregnant until she was at a routine doctor appointment and they told her she was 6 months along. I survived the shower and reminded myself of all the wonderful sane mothers I know.
Now for the really rough part. My mom is not doing well. She has been at various levels of being sick for most of the year. She rarely gets dressed and has even missed mass a half dozen times. My attempts at trying to get her to seek medical help were met with insistence that she is getting better every day. She did go to the doctor once or twice and was given antibiotics. She hasn't been to my brother's house about 5 miles away for various events because she is too tired. She hasn't been to my sister's house about 1 mile away except a couple times because it is too much effort. My sister cooks for her and brings it to them.
The part that is making me quite insane is that my step-father thinks she is just fine to travel 1500+ miles by car to New York for the summer. We have fought about this for the last 5 years. Every spring she goes north and after the trip she is incapacitated and exhausted for weeks. Every fall she comes back and is again out of commission for weeks. And this is when she is healthy before she leaves. It is too much! It is $104 each to fly. My sister in NY will fly down and help me drive their car north for them. Oh no, they don't want to inconvenience us. They enjoy the drive. Bullshit! The drive depletes what little energy she has. And they don't even need to car because both my sister and nephew have extra vehicles they are welcome to use.
I'm sick about the whole thing and am about to compose a letter to him. She is 86 and he is 71. All the kids are united in thinking this is madness. They act like we are insane to suggest they shouldn't drive. They are completely delusional to think this can end well.
Sorry to dump, but this was a very upsetting trip home for me.
Oh Laura. I so want to give you a great big in person hug right now.
Sorry, hon. That's really frustrating. You should point out that the cost of gas will be a hell of a lot more than $208.
ugh Laura what a mess. At least you kids are united on what's the best thing. Maybe together you can talk some sense into your dad.
{{Laura}}
Bah.
sj, there's a monthy archives link near the bottom right. It goes back three years.
good luck , Laura. hugs to you
Oh Laura, what a difficult situation.
He is a computer person and she won't look at one, so I am going to attempt to write an email as clearly and forcefully as I can that we feel her health is seriously at risk. My sibs all feel that he is just being self-centered because he wants his vehicle and he wants to drive. Personally, I think he is in denial about how fragile mom is right now. I hadn't visited in a few months because she wasn't up to the disruption of my whole family. I went alone this weekend. She looks much older than the last time I saw her. She didn't even walk me out to the car. It was enough of an effort to stand up and hug me good-bye.