It's Thursday moring - it's the day. It's about
6:50am, report to the hospital at 8am, surgery at 10am.
In just a few hours I will have kicked the little walnut out and he can find a new home. Sure hope he cleans up well and doesn't leave anything behind. He's been a pretty good tenant over the years but lately he's been acting up.
He's been creating problems, making noises, messing up the plumbing, and having parties with absolutely unwanted guests. These are the kind of guests that just don't know when it's time to move on.
So I have no choice to but to call in "The Boys from Detroit" and have him forceable evicted, lock stock and barrell. The Detroit Boys are supposed to be the best. They are experts at making sure everything has been cleaned out, nothing is overlooked and the space will be clean and livable again.
I don't think I'll rent the space out again. I think I would just as soon leave it empty. At my age I don't need the revenue, in fact this eviction is costing me a bundle.
So it's on to Henry Ford for the eviction process. I'll let you guys know tomorrow how it goes. Thanks for being so supportive. Your prayers and blessing have meant so much to me and my wife.
Thanks,
Sonny