I’ve been in… well, for lack of a better word, hell, for several months. I should say roommate hell.
I rented a room to a deadbeat roommate, and didn’t do a good enough background check.
After a lengthy battle of eviction notices (two, both of which were ignored), working with a lawyer, taking this person to court (and winning), filing an “order of possession” (which means this person has to leave the room and the house, and never is to come back)… today is the last day of the month, and tonight is also when this person said they were leaving. This person paid me $0 for August rent (when the rent they owe is $710).
This photo was taken around 7pm. Three vehicles showed up: a pickup, and two SUVs. I thought for sure I would see some progress being made. No such luck. It is now an hour and a half later, and the house is eerily quiet, and it doesn’t look like this person is moving out. What puzzles me is why these cars are here.
I plan on doing a lengthy video blog (vlog) about this entire experience, as soon as it is fully, fully over (edit: it’s almost a year later, and I haven’t)…. I am hoping and praying that tonight is the last night. Besides, the Constable & Sheriff’s Department are coming tomorrow, to remove this person, if this person is not removed tonight.
I am at my wit’s end. I am exhausted. Burned out. This is what hell must feel like. False hope. The dangling carrot.
I can’t take any more of this. I can’t.
These four months have slowly chipped away at my soul, and have killed me little by little. At the moment, I am feeling more hopeless than ever.
I hope to remove this entry… if I see any progress. I haven’t seen any in an hour and a half. I pray this is the end. I have been praying. I can’t take this anymore.
edit: She has finally moved out. More news to come as it comes.