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I was having coffee with a friend recently and chatting about the cruelest months. There are more deaths in February of chronically ill patients. And more suicides. But I blame it on January. We're all tired from the holidays and let down. Taxes loom in the future. Spring is still months away.
And there seem to be more monkey wrenches in January. My monkey wrench was the renter giving notice on the 4th. I hate when renters move out. They always think they need all their deposit back. Some even want it the day they give notice. I look at them as if they are smoking something. I got spoiled when I first bought this duplex. First renters handed me money the day I moved in and stayed for almost nine years. Since then I have been through a couple renters from hell.
Then there are the todo's that accompany January. Exhibits and association dues, insurance, and those taxes I mentioned before. I always come out of December a bit behind on money. More so this year because renter was behind on rent. January is expensive. No way I can even consider looking to rent the apartment until March because of things that must be done.
Bed has been feeling so awesome the last nine days. I just want to snuggle deeper under the covers and wait until February to get up.