And now get your crap out, too.

So a few Thursdays ago I called in sick to preemptively head off a really nasty bout of flu.  I was feeling human by about noon, so I set about fixing the window (pins had sheared off so it had to stay locked), and then going over to chat with the neighbors.

While I was there, Josh pulled in to the driveway, followed closely by Kevin (the landlord).  They had come to an agreement on Josh getting his crap out of the apartment, and Kevin came over to chat about the state of things.

Josh has one month (until October 18) to get his crap out of the apartment.  We all have keys to the front door, and Kevin asked if I could possibly let them in if I happened to be home.

"So, you want to fix up the downstairs apartment?"

I laughed.  "All depends on the terms."

"Well, let me know what your terms are, and we'll make it happen."

I told him I'd have to look over the place, see what it all looked like, and come up with it.  He had places to go, so I said I'd watch them take stuff out of the place for the day.

The neighbors told me they were told Josh got a DHS rental place out on a back road somewhere in town, and he was just moving everything out as soon as he could.

I came back home with Sam on Friday to find the front door wide open, along with the front door of Josh's apartment, and so sign of Kevin.  I walked around the building with Sam, and saw a ladder leaned up against the back of the house.

I was pretty sure it was Josh, and I texted Kevin.  He told me to call the police if I felt like it.  I texted Josh instead, asking if it was him, or if I needed to call the cops about a break-in.

Around 11:30 that night, I get a phone call from Josh.  I didn't answer, but texted him that it was late and I had Sam.

He called again.  Twice.

I answered the second one.  He asked me if I'd called the cops, and I told him I hadn't, as I'd figured it was him.

He asked me if I'd be around that weekend, so he could move more stuff.  "I'll be there at like 8am - gotta get it all out."

I'd thought about doing stuff with Sam, but figured we could both use just a mellow weekend and agreed I'd be hanging around the place to watch the moving.

He stood me up - never showed.

After some discussions with Kevin, I went in to the apartment to make sure everything was locked down, including taking the air conditioner out of the window (which I how I think he got in before).

He hasn't been around, except to pick up mail, since.  I sent him a text to get him to commit to getting his stuff out, but haven't heard.

I gave Kevin my offer based on the condition of the apartment, and what needs to be done.  His girlfriend has taken over management of the apartments, and we talked about my offer.  Rent same as what I'm paying now, end of the year to make the change, and I would hand over my apartment in perfect condition and repair the downstairs apartment on my own schedule for cost of materials.

She's hesitant about the rent, and she told me they'd let me know by the 18th.  So now we wait and see.