I'm feeling all country tonight and I'm ready to do a big ole ass kicking. Life is strange...one day it's all good and the next it's a pile of dog turd. I have found there is no reason going to bed feeling content, because the next day that dog turd is wrapped around your head.
We have a wee house that sits adjacent to the office building we own. We never bulldozed it down because the property on it gives us more parking for the office building. So, many moons ago we renovated the wee house, and turned it into a rental house. Thereby being able to keep the parking spaces plus it pays for the taxes etc on the house site etc. We had a long term tenant in there for at least 8 years, but they out grew the wee little house and bought a different one last year. Then we rented it to the tenants from hell. Two guys moved in, both had jobs, both seemed trustworthy. One was trustworthy, the other was not. Let's call him "Liar Liar Pants on Fire." LLPOF. They both paid their share of the rent separately. Trustworthy always gave us post dated cheques...LLPOF paid his share with cash...and started to fall behind in early spring. Badly.
We gave them notice to move out on October 31st. Trustworthy understood. LLPOF however, did not get the message. What we didn't realize was that in the last two months LLPOF has had his two children living in the house. We knew he had kids, and thought they were only there for visits as he and his partner are not together anymore. We found out this week, his wife is a "crack" addict, and Child and Family Services gave him the children!!! He has no money..and after Trustworthy moved out no rent or utilities were being paid.
As of Tuesday when I left work, I saw lights on in the house. On Wednesday it was dark. We checked the house and he has put cardboard on all the windows so we cannot see in. The doors are locked and he won't answer it. Gord called Child and Family Services yesterday, and they said they would be over there today...but so far I haven't heard anything. He is holed up in there. And so far I don't know if the kids are there. Family Services never called us back today. We didn't want to come in there and scare the little one's, so that is why we called them first. Gord tried the key we had, but it didn't work, so he may have changed the locks. So, short of breaking the door down...I don't know. I't's scary. We left two notices on his door today, that have been taken in.....but no response.
We will call Child Services tomorrow to see if they are safe and at a different location, and then proceed to try to get him out. The guy is crazy, and I'm so scared he is going to do something stupid.
God forbid he has a gun or something. The rentals man have given us a form to fill out, to be able to evict him.. Well fuck that. I don't think he's going to care at this point. He has nowhere to go.
I am so scared. He could bi polar...whatever...and be waiting for a shoot out. We will not provoke him, but I think it's time to bring in the police...so we will see what Family Services tell us tomorrow. I'm afraid he will do harm to Gordon, because he is at the door all the time trying to get in.............oy........