Monday, October 18, 2021

Revenge of the White Tail

 I was sleeping soundly in the early morning dark when suddenly my husband startled and yelled in his sleep. I rolled over to look at him. He laughed in the dark. 

"What the heck was that all about?" I asked. 

"I had the oddest dream. I was in my tree stand, and a deer came out of the woods, and then there was another one, and then another one. And they were all flat, like pictures. The last one climbed up the tree my stand was on and sat down next to me. That was the craziest dream..." 

I'm regularly trying to puzzle out some dream I've had. Why would I dream such a thing? What does it mean? 

However, I will leave this one alone. 

Our new tenant called. She sounded exhausted. She explained the situation. Their house is sold, but they still don't have a closing date. She doesn't know when they will be able to move in. 

We've always had the policy that a tenant can begin moving their stuff in the month before they live there. We don't begin counting the lease, or worrying about rent until they are physically in. I re-explained it to her. 

She said, "Do me a favor; tell my husband that. He's terribly worried about the finances."

So I reexplained to him, and said, "You folks have a lot on your plate right now, and we surely do not want to add to that by having you move after the weather changes." (He's got a terminal diagnosis.)

He explained that they are on a fixed income and would not be able to catch things up until the end of the month, also explaining that if the house deal went through, they'd settle up before then." 

"That's fine," I said. "Tim knows you. He knows you're a stand up guy." 

He seemed to get a bit emotional about that. "I haven't been late on a bill since 1983," he said. 

"I bet you haven't." 

He didn't seem to know what to say. "Well...tell Tim..."

I said "He's walking through the livingroom this very minute, want to tell him yourself?"

He did, and they talked for a good half hour, about guns and hunting, and machinist work, as if 40 years had not gone past since the last time that they talked. 



8 comments:

Anvilcloud said...

I dreampt of a girlfriend from 55 years ago. The feelings were powerful, just like I experienced back then. I was besotted for about a day afterward.

Ellen D. said...

Thanks for being such terrific landlords! Nice to hear about kind, good people! You are just what your new tenant needs right now. Well done!

Pixie said...

I think you and Tim are stand up guys too. I'm thankful there are good people in the world who are kind and help others.

Margaret said...

I am encouraged by this story; it reinforces that many people are kind and good. It's hard to remind myself of that sometimes.

JanF said...

Lovely story about kind people.

Debby said...

I really think that if we want to see kindness, we need to be kindness. Is it 100%? Nope. But it never fails to make the world a better place, whether or not it is appreciated.

Lynn Marie said...

I know a half hour talk about guns and hunting and machinist work did wonders just in itself. Plus not having to worry about the $$. I can feel the calmness and healing return through the internet. Good one, you guys.

Steve Reed said...

Bravo on your understanding. It's a shame more landlords can't be so flexible.