I moved to a house across the neighborhood and rented out my old house. First people to move in were relatives of an old guy that lived in the neighborhood. Woman had five kids, all different dads. I'm not one to judge, but one day I was over there and a strange man was there. I said hi. He said who are you? I said, I own this house that's who I am. So one more man and two more kids later, and numerous cats they weren't supposed to have and I didn't renew them. Took me two hours to clean the kitchen floor and shampooing the carpet twice to get the cat smell out. And painting and fixing walls and, and... I sold the house. I said, I'm not going to completely rebuild my house every six months.
I had started thinking that I might want to get back into the rental business. Then this thread came up. Nah.
I had started thinking that I might want to get back into the rental business. Then this thread came up. Nah.















