Someone has to do the dirty work!

Today was the day we did the writ. For those of you that don't understand legal terms in the property management world, a writ is where the actual eviction is filed within the local precinct and the tenant is served with the eviction notice the day before. The tenant was aware that the writ would take place at 2pm today. The constable along with ALOT of backup was there promptly at 1:50pm. The tenant could no longer enter the building after 2pm. At 2:01pm we (the crew) emptied the entire unit. EVERYTHING had to be removed, gently and respectfully. Nothing could be damaged or broken. After the constable cleared the house of any and all persons and any form of illegal items, it was our green light to enter. Of course my boss sends me in first with the video camera to video the property AS IS once it was turned over to us. When I opened the front door I was flooded with the disgusting and unforgetable smell of cat urine and feces. There wasn't one cat. There wasn't two... not even three or four or five... there was NINETEEN CATS IN THIS DUPLEX!!!!!!!! (19!!!!!) How on earth do you acquire so many animals? More importantly how do you live in the disgusting enviroment WITH TWO KIDS!?!?!!!!!!!! I had to cover my nose and mouth with my hand cupped over my face like a gas mask. I was gagging the entire time. After I went around the entire property recording all our findings... it was time for the guys to empty the dwelling as soon as possible. The constable's office gives you two hours to empty the building. Any hour after is $100 per hour. It's not like the constables are doing anything. They're standing there with their hands on their belts looking all "offical!" So we get the place cleaned out in roughly 45 minutes. Thankfully!

I'm glad its over and done with and grateful for the "easy" money we were able to make. I just sent over the pictures that I was required to take of all the former tenant's belongings on the curb. I was just speaking with him on MSN messenger and he has been laughing at all the footage I recorded because of my foul mouth and crap talking to the neighbor. I don't remember saying it, but he said I said something to the effect of "You better be glad these cops are here, I'd be on your ass like stink on shit!" LOL Oh gosh, when I'm in the moment there is no telling what will come out of my mouth.

After all was done and said, we headed back to the office to regroup and then we went to pickup Hayden from Danielle's house. Apparently Danielle's older son was beating Hayden.... I'm kidding, I'm soooo kidding! Her oldest loves to rough house and Hayden probably instigated it and Hayden tripped and busted his lip. Now he has a nice fat lip. He's fine, totally fine. What's worse, he didn't once cry this morning when I left. It broke my heart that he's overcoming the seperation anxiety. I'm so use to comforting him and explaining to him that I have to goto work and that I'd be back later to pick him up. Now he is fine with me leaving and appears that he doesn't need me. :( Sad sad day for this mama! We decided to treat ourselves to Morelia Grill in Round Rock and yum yum were the fajitas superb as always. Of course Hayden didn't want to sit still muchless behave. He wanted to go home and snuggle, which is what he's doing now. Love that little monster!

Okay that's all I got right now... I'm headed for bed!


X's & O's!!