Home sweet home?

There is another house that is for rent. It’s on the edge of town in a quiet neighborhood, close to the main road that runs by Tuxpan. It looks to have three bedrooms, probably one bath, and a huge kitchen. We haven’t been inside to see it yet, but our friends Joel and Miriam took us by it to check it out. Unlike the majority of houses here, it actually has space – a yard if you will – around it. There are a bunch of houses in that neighborhood that are built the same, so it’s like a little neighborhood of American style houses. The owner is the grandmother of our current cabinetry client. And she wants to rent to people without kids.

So in theory we should be a shoe-in to rent it.

But the reality is that anything could happen. We went by the rental office to inquire about the house yesterday. The rental agent – the mother of our client – wasn’t in her office. But a security guard relayed our interest to her, and she returned a message via the guard. The house was still being fixed up after the last renter and wasn’t ready to be occupied yet. However, as soon as it is ready, she will give us a call.

Great, right? Maybe.

For all we know, she said that the house wasn’t ready because she didn’t want to rent to us, not because it really was still being fixed up. Or maybe she said that she would call us and will conveniently forget when the house is ready. We met her one time when we were talking to our client, and she seemed distant and cold. So it’s hard to tell what she thinks of us. And that is the main issue here. Not whether we can pay the rent reliably, or whether we are clean and responsible people, it’s all about whether she likes us or not.

But at least she is aware that we are interested. There isn’t anything else we can do, it’s all in her hands at this point. So we will wait.