TGIF!

Been too busy and tired to post lately. Lot of crap going on at the condo. Trying to impose a $500 pet fee on any new pets. I was fighting that tooth and nail. (I even sought my own legal advice on the matter and passed it along to the powers that be.) Last night, the board met to vote on the pet fee rule (and other new rules). I think my efforts paid off - there will be no "fee," just a refundable deposit (which makes sense, and gives pet owners an incentive to be responsible for their animals).

I think the manager here was just trying to bring in more revenue (for herself and her staff). She said the fee was necessary to compensate for wear and tear on the common elements. But $500?! No way! And the main problem - the reason for the rule - was being caused by some renters allowing their dogs to defecate and urinate on the hallway carpets. (You can't blame the dogs - apparently they're not being walked enough.) But the new $500 pet fee would have applied to all dogs, cats and birds.

So I'm glad that's over with. I'd even accused the manager of basically being a "cat-killer." Here's a paragraph from an email I wrote to the president of the association (my neighbor across the hall, whose cat I take care of when he goes out of town):

(I have no doubt that the imposition of "excessive" pet fees in condominiums will deter the adoption of animals that the Humane Society, e.g., considers suitable household pets and will probably result in the euthanization of many adoptable animals.)

Busy at work, too.

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Was at the gym tonight (weighed 162 lbs.) after a nap interrupted by a call I didn't answer (from an "unknown" caller). Probably a call for a political donation. Don't interrupt my nap, people. Next time that happens, I'll answer the call and demand they take me off their call list.

Made sure I got home in time to watch a new "Dead Files." Very interesting. This one took place in Key West and had to do with a KKK lynching of a Hispanic guy who had a mixed-race girlfriend. The girlfriend ended up putting voodoo curses on her boyfriend's killers, and some of them met gruesome unnatural deaths, including the leader of the KKK, in whose former house the hauntings were currently taking place. The present owner meanwhile had been dabbling in the supernatural in a way that would invite hauntings. (She's since stopped dabbling and the hauntings have ceased.) Good stuff!

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E. called at around a quarter to 12:00 and said he was exhausted after a busy night at work.

Meanwhile I'm glad to be back on my old gym schedule after having taken some nights off in the process of helping out E. in his move, etc.  Gotta take care of me, too. (Remember the book Looking Out for #1?)