I am tired of the petty complaints (my mailbox won't shut, I need new fridge shelves because I broke the old ones, I don't get along with my neighbor) and the major emergencies (usually water damage) suck all my emotional energy.
Tonight we had a pipe burst and I had to coordinate with the restoration company, plumbers, annoyed and unrealistic tenants, etc. It was terrible and my brain hurts so bad.
We are going to hire a management company but I have to decide who is best and then do the 10 hours of paperwork associated with turning over the units. I don't want to make a poor choice.
On the one hand I would love to turn over all the properties tomorrow and never look back and then in kind of a sick way they are like my babies and I don't want to give them to someone else. I want to continue to see them upgraded and get better processes and procedures in place. Plus we get a management fee for our work. It seems like a lot but when you account for my time it's hardly worth it.
I know it's right to hire a manager. I need to be emotionally and mentally and physically present for my kids. Tonight Macie went pee pee on the potty for the first time and as we were celebrating I got a call from the plumber I had to take. I was not fully there for her in her small moment of success.
So who cares about the management fee or if we have a little less cash flow at the end of the year...my kids need me. And I need my sanity.






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