04-24-2013, 09:55 AM
They were recommended by a former neighbor who was very satisfied with them. The company oversees about 80 properties in the Bay Area. We feel they under-priced our rental. With facebook right across Dumbo bridge and young facebookers not yet able to afford Paly/Menlo/Atherton yet not willing to go down to EPA, our location is perfect. They also fucked up with listing the address, which I mentioned a week ago. But the contracts are signed.
Last night, we sold T's Ikea loft bed. I remember assembling that by myself to surprise T as she was away on a trip at the time. In retrospect, I'm not sure how I did that, but then I'm not sure how I did a lot of the things I did when younger, which leaves me inclined to believe that it was all some sort of false memory or something. The buyers and I disassembled it quickly. One of the buyers had more allen keys than I've ever seen in a tool kit - I was like wtf dude? He collects them apparently. Wacky, but useful for Ikea crap.
Waiting for them to arrive changed my schedule so I packed or tossed most of my loose garage tools and odds and ends. It won't take very long to finish that tonight. Then I need to finish my remaining beers and maybe that bottle of JWR. It's down to just two or three carloads, then freecycle the futons, and then Castle Macbeth will return to being just another suburban tract house, just one that we happen to still be paying mortgage on.
Last night, we sold T's Ikea loft bed. I remember assembling that by myself to surprise T as she was away on a trip at the time. In retrospect, I'm not sure how I did that, but then I'm not sure how I did a lot of the things I did when younger, which leaves me inclined to believe that it was all some sort of false memory or something. The buyers and I disassembled it quickly. One of the buyers had more allen keys than I've ever seen in a tool kit - I was like wtf dude? He collects them apparently. Wacky, but useful for Ikea crap.
Waiting for them to arrive changed my schedule so I packed or tossed most of my loose garage tools and odds and ends. It won't take very long to finish that tonight. Then I need to finish my remaining beers and maybe that bottle of JWR. It's down to just two or three carloads, then freecycle the futons, and then Castle Macbeth will return to being just another suburban tract house, just one that we happen to still be paying mortgage on.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse