The process of finding a tenant has been a learning experience. Curious prospects come in and out of my home when I am not there to determine whether it could be their next home. Before they arrive, I do my best to make sure there are no remnants of me around. All the dirty dishes are in the dishwasher, my bed is made the minute I get out of it, all my toiletries are stowed away and everything is just so. It can feel like I am in a china shop when I am simply in my own home.
I return home knowing strangers have been there. They leave clues. My kitchen cupboards have been left open, the shower curtain has been pulled to one side, pillows on my couch are not where I left them. On one occasion, I came home and the fridge door was ajar. Yesterday, someone left behind the scent of some pretty overpowering, pretty bad cologne.
It's uncomfortable. Frustrating at times. It's a challenge to let the process unfold and not have complete control over the outcome. It's hard not to resent the strangers who come and go.
Thankfully, at the exact right moment this evening, just as I walked through the door and let out a huge sigh, I received a beautiful dose of PERSPECTIVE. This note was waiting for me on my kitchen counter, next to a series of business cards left behind by various real estate agents.
Thank you Todd and Lorna. Thank you so very much.