Today was the day I was supposed to hand over the keys and be done with the whole condo thing. I should have figured that anything I try to do couldn’t possibly go that smoothly and karma did not let me down. Once again it found a way to screw me.
My condo corp has a weight limit for dogs. The guys I was going to rent to have a bulldog so in my mind I was picturing a small dog so didn’t really give it much thought. I was pretty sure my condo documentation said that the limit was 40 or 45 lbs. Today the guys arrived and the dog was a bigger bulldog breed than I was expecting but still about only 30 lbs. As it turns out however, the limit is 25lbs and the property manager won’t let the dog in the building.
I know for a fact that there are larger dogs in that building but they probably never bothered to tell the condo corp about the dog so they get away with it. That’s what I should have done but no, I tried to play by the rules. And where does that get me?? It gets me a bill for a hotel room as the guys have nowhere to go and I am responsible so I offered to put them up until they can find somewhere to go. It gets me the stress and inconvenience of trying to find new tenants. It gets me mortgage and condo fees to pay on a place that is sitting empty. Oh yeah – playing by the rules was a great way to go. Once again karma found me bent over and decided to take advantage.