It's good news, let's hope

Last night I woke up at 2am thinking my kid had fallen out of bed. Nope, just the stomper, doing his nightly I don't even know what the fuck.

So, this morning I emailed the manager. I agonized over whether to do it (yes, really) because I didn't want to be a non-grown up who can't confront people or *that* person who complaints about nothing.

Long story short, I got an email right back "this is the third complaint I've gotten about this tenant, I've given him a verbal warning but now I will post an official notice that if he doesn't stop he will be evicted."

Aaaaaand I didn't know whether to cry or scream with excitement or faint from happiness/exhaustion. Seriously, though, I am so fucking tired. And sooooo relieved.


Thank you so much for the commiseration last night.