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Isn't very fun. Moving twice over the course of a couple months is a nightmare. There's a TL;DR at the end for those that don't care about my rantings
It may have gone unnoticed, but I've been largely absent for a few weeks now. I was moving, simple as that. But even moving within the same city is far from fun. I had a new house set up months in advance, and my new landlord knew about both the tarantulas and the dubia colonies. He was very cordial about the whole ordeal; he accepted my proof that the dubia are incapable of infestation in this climate, and for someone not in the hobby, he was remarkably open to the tarantulas. He actually didn't seem to care too much about the bugs mainly because I agreed to absorb the cost of any pest control services rather than it falling onto him. It was all just dandy.
So I pack up my old house, and gradually move everything into the new house. He was nice enough to allow me to unload my things over the course of a week while the carpets were being replaced. Since I couldn't very well live in there during that time, he didn't even charge me rent. Great. I set up my invert room in the master bedroom, as well as run all of the required wiring for heaters/humidifiers/etc. That alone was about three solid days worth of work. The lease was set to start in about a week when he, unfortunately, died. He left the house to his daughter, who is the embodiment of a burning pile of tires. She wanted to sell the house immediately, and I pleaded with her to at least let me stay for a month while I found a new place. No dice, she wouldn't even hear of it. She wanted me out within the week. Given that the lease was already signed, I'm sure that there was some kind of legal action I could have taken, but I frankly didn't have time for all of that nor do I care to wade through the procedural red tape.
Well luck was on my side, because as it turns out an acquaintance of mine just finished buying a home that he exclusively planed on renting out. As of a couple days ago, I finally finished moving everything in. The home is much more conducive to my hobbies, it's closer to my workplace, it's in a better neighborhood, and to top it off, it's $150/month cheaper than the other place. Score. So in the end, I may have shaved a few years off of my life after all this stress, but it worked out for the best in the end.
TL;DR - I'm back
It may have gone unnoticed, but I've been largely absent for a few weeks now. I was moving, simple as that. But even moving within the same city is far from fun. I had a new house set up months in advance, and my new landlord knew about both the tarantulas and the dubia colonies. He was very cordial about the whole ordeal; he accepted my proof that the dubia are incapable of infestation in this climate, and for someone not in the hobby, he was remarkably open to the tarantulas. He actually didn't seem to care too much about the bugs mainly because I agreed to absorb the cost of any pest control services rather than it falling onto him. It was all just dandy.
So I pack up my old house, and gradually move everything into the new house. He was nice enough to allow me to unload my things over the course of a week while the carpets were being replaced. Since I couldn't very well live in there during that time, he didn't even charge me rent. Great. I set up my invert room in the master bedroom, as well as run all of the required wiring for heaters/humidifiers/etc. That alone was about three solid days worth of work. The lease was set to start in about a week when he, unfortunately, died. He left the house to his daughter, who is the embodiment of a burning pile of tires. She wanted to sell the house immediately, and I pleaded with her to at least let me stay for a month while I found a new place. No dice, she wouldn't even hear of it. She wanted me out within the week. Given that the lease was already signed, I'm sure that there was some kind of legal action I could have taken, but I frankly didn't have time for all of that nor do I care to wade through the procedural red tape.
Well luck was on my side, because as it turns out an acquaintance of mine just finished buying a home that he exclusively planed on renting out. As of a couple days ago, I finally finished moving everything in. The home is much more conducive to my hobbies, it's closer to my workplace, it's in a better neighborhood, and to top it off, it's $150/month cheaper than the other place. Score. So in the end, I may have shaved a few years off of my life after all this stress, but it worked out for the best in the end.
TL;DR - I'm back