Hi all 👋🏼 thought I would take a chance and post this, I am not sure if it breaks rule 3 or not. I am a working professional (mental health therapist-yey community) in my mid 30s, and just moved back to town (lived in Bzn from 2009-2018). I know housing isn’t great and that I’m looking for a unicorn 🦄 of a place, just seems like there is so many scams out there that I thought I’d try and post here. I’m staying with a friend temporarily but looking for a long term rental that fits this description; mother-in-law place or just 1 bed/1 bath, in Bozeman or surrounding area, $1400 and under, has a full kitchen (not cooking off of hot plates) and bathroom, quiet, private, will allow my very quiet and well behaved 40 pound non shedding dog (she’s a therapy dog for clients so she has to be well trained-this dog is a saint and does good work for the community). I am your typical social introvert, in bed by 9pm, up by 6am, social life takes place outside of the house but really I only have energy for 1-2 outings a week, not a drinker-well past any type of party days, respectful, clean, quiet, pay rent on time. I do work from home partially during the week otherwise I’m quiet as a mouse. I can provide references on request and have good rental history (lived at my last place for 4 years). If you know of any good folks that have an mother in law house/1-bed,1-bath, please send me a DM 🙏🏼 thank you bozeman community!

Post on behalf of a friend.
This is in England.
She's been married to the man for the last 7 or so years and they got a shared mortgage via Help-To-Buy scheme 4 years ago. There was a domestic dispute/domestic violence case a few days ago, but based on how UK law works there will likely be no prosecution because he denies raising his hand on her. From what I understand a 2 month restraining order has been placed against him, court is in a few months and he's not allowed on the property. Whether or not he'll abide by the order is a whole other case.
Anyhow, they have a 50/50 mortgage and she's self-employed, but he's also named as a co-owner of this company but does no labour for it. The company has a substantial loan taken out also and is limited (they're both personally liable for the loan). In the past he covered the entire mortgage via his own salary, and she covered the food + took care of pets and the house + has been paying the company's loan via the company's earnings. He was a much higher earner through this whole ordeal.
During the altercation he stated that he'll fight for the house to be his or lose it as long as she gets the short end of the stick. If that means bankruptcy for both- so be it. He also stated he'll do everything to make her pay and all sorts of inflammatory things. Essentially, chances are, he will fully stop covering all of the mortgage.
Ideally she'd like to take on all expenses onto herself (mortgage + business loan + help to buy loan + costs of living for herself and the multiple pets) and just distance from him and she's willing to work pretty much 24/7 to make this work, but she's unsure in terms of whether to seek the divorce first ordeal with the relationship first to make this easier for her, as currently she earns <£15k/year. She doesn't wish to sell as she'd find it difficult to find a rental with the pets that they got together through the relationship, plus she loves the home. He has grown resentful of the pets and started abusing them too, so unless to spite her he likely won't battle for the animals in question.
Apart from talking to a lawyer, what could you advise in her case? What steps should she take? Would it be best to file for divorce first then deal with the mortgage/loans? Any advice at all is appreciated. Thank you very much for your help.

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Haste I think there have been things I've done, or especially things I've refrained from doing for reasons of my own. I always thought I was doing so with you in mind, but maybe it's not fair of me to interpret what you need. Yes, I'm worried this is unfair. No, it's not stopped me before. But if I'm off this is the most unfair of all. But here we have it. Some of the good, peeking out under the rubble and confusion. You set me and my whole world alight. Relentlessly. Without fail. The way the thought of you is a physical sensation has not abated in the slightest. I keep noting it because it's just the most intense and perplexing thing and it's completely unique to you. Like you're pulling at my soul. Or my soul is trying to pull me to you from the inside. I don't need to see you for that, the thought is more than sufficient, but when I do see you? When I look, it's amplified by a hundred. You are, simply put, fucking hot. Overtly and subtly. You're somehow even more staggering when you're at ease. Those types are my all-time favourite snapshots of you. And you don't even know it. People just appear when you're single, do they? No guesses as to why that is, you big dumb beautiful man? And looks only get you so far. You are the whole package, others that want you probably don't even know or get the best of you like I do and still it's true for them. Even my damaged ass knew it from the start. God, I want you. To kiss all the worries and apologies away until all that's left is the sound of our breathing. To let the earth moving desire take over and work each others bodies to exhaustion. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to not call in the best sex of my life when I haven't had any in over five years? Can you imagine how jealous I feel when I think of your situation, how I might be stirring up these feelings and they're being delivered elsewhere? When it hits, it is shockingly ugly and hateful, as powerful and unflinching as everything else you inspire in me. I've gone from horny to tears in 60secs. It's just crazy. You make me crazy. I don't know that I'll ever be immune to you. It's just different, what we have. Like it's in my nature, in the stars, I don't know. You have so much power over me, though you might not feel it. You have the power to completely halt my life in its tracks, to steal anyone and everyone's thunder, to reduce me to anything from a quivering mess to a sobbing mess. Always with the mess... And that's just from a distance. I might be all kinds of fucked up, might not be able to love you in the way you deserve yet, maybe never, but from the very depths of my being I love you the best I can and I always will, there will never be another you to me. Whether I continue as a car crash or I make my way to you, whether you're receptive or not in that eventuality. Whether we can ever get it right. Always. Always sorry, here, yours, with the mess, with all my heart.
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Bottling things up (unfinished)
I'm still not sure of all that I'm feeling right now. Sorry, I imagine it's hard for you to keep up too. But having everything on the table can only be a good thing surely. And that's what is getting me. Where are you? Why do I still feel like I'm giving everything and you're not? It's worse because I'm letting myself be influenced by things I don't know. That I've had to guess or have read on throwaway accounts. I feel unstable...I feel let down. I feel like a hypocrite, because I'm not perfect by any stretch. So what's my issue? Why am I annoyed that you're not telling me to feel less guilty when I know I deserve it? Why am I expecting you to do things I can't? I suppose, I just feel like I am really pushing myself, still, and you're still keeping me at arms length. I'm being unfair. I suppose, that's why I'm feeling drawn to you again. You're hurting me and I like it. This feels like love to me. Is this how you wanted your love to feel? You talked about me setting you free. What a joke. I know I've said how I won't think badly of you etc., I do mean that, but that comes from a place of care for you, being unwilling to put more stress upon you. Fear of being a bad person. So I compromise myself in order to deliver the most gentle truth I can tell instead of the most authentic. Yeesh that's deep. Didn't know that until now :l I
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True to form, he walked away Said he loved her, didn't stay May I have your peace please? An unspoken favour brought to fruition Not the most loving of decisions She really did try to empathize But feared a lie in disguise She'd never known love, just neglect Resounding familiarity hit while she wept Perhaps this is love after all Love always making her feel small Love that always leaves her alone Love that comes and always goes Maybe love isn't meant to stay That would explain him walking away Love is another word for pain
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S--
Wrote. He loves someone else too. Or instead of. Or it's all a lie or a game. I feel...totally annihilated. I love him and I hate him. It's all pointless and a waste of time. Staying away is best for both of us, we are both disasters. He's crushed me on purpose. I just don't get it. How is it that he loves me but doesn't give any consideration to me? I feel so fucked up. I wish I knew what the fuck is going on, this is driving me mad and it's only been half a day. I realised maybe this is him trying to fill in some blanks in a really shitty way. I guess we'll see what the next few days hold
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You changed everything when you entered my life. Neither of us ever anticipated what it would become, I'm sure of that much. Of course, I had made no secret of my desire to be close with you, I already knew I adored many things about you. But then I found so many more once your walls came down. The magnetism I felt between us, still feel, it's unlike anything else. We are unmatched in that regard. A photo of your face... Honestly. Just that fucking gorgeous face, those pleading eyes. You left me. I know, that's not how we're supposed to see it, but I know how it ended up feeling. The loss of you was like all the light disappeared. I've not seen myself in years for the darkness. I couldn't even see an us for a long while. I was caught unawares when you came back, professing to have loved me all along. Understandably so, since you never said anything and went as far as to deny it at times. I am...not the fastest mover. It can take me a long time to process things. You rushed me, inadvertently into the correct decision, but even so. I tried to draw a hard line. You resisted. I falter in my resistance and you withdraw- you make either shockingly thoughtless or facetious moves which actively hurt me.
Bla bla fuck off K------
...(unfinished)?
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It's been such a long time now. In the cold and dark. I had thought I'd gotten over it, over you, but I don't think I've been the same since. I've sought emptiness, rejection and solitude even in my daydreams these past years.
I've been around the houses on what to do with this situation. I don't fully understand, it's impossible to see the full picture without the definition only you could provide.
I think, I want to say goodbye. Close the chapter properly. I'm not abandoning you, I will be at the other end of the phone if you need me. I'm pretty much asking permission here. It just hurts. It hurts a fucking lot, and I'm in a state, I don't really want to go through all the stress of fixing my life just to be greeted with heartache. I just want peace. Safety. And you have a full life, I don't want to be hanging over you like a dark cloud. I want you to live freely.
Do you want to see me?
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I want to see you
Can we? I feel like I'm going crazy. I want something solid. I want to see you. Please?
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A recipe for hurt
Wine, love, a dash of detail, flavour, spice and promises. Combine with me.
Stir. Add heat. Keep stirring. Never let it rest. Stir. More heat. More stirring.
Reduce it.
Until it's sticky. Switch off. You can rest now. I'm stuck to the hot pan. Not going anywhere. I won't leave you. Not even when you sit back and watch as I burn.
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Sometimes you make me feel worthless. Monitored but not cared for. Never enough to be cared for.
Other times, I feel helpless. Disgusting. Volatile. Like I should hide myself away for your safety. I can't possibly be what you need.
Where do you go when pain is all around?
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What about me? (Unfinished)
Over the years a number of people have been given a little piece of me for themselves. Some, used it to build themself back up. I am a part of them. Others, didn't know what to do with a piece of me. They didn't care for the sentiment. But it mattered not, the piece was theirs to do with as they pleased. Now only a scarce few haven't (yet) returned to reintroduce me to the once little piece of me, flourishing under the host's eventual conclusion that they can accept the unwavering love and care it exists to offer.
You were supposed to get a little piece of me. I already admired you from afar, then, I could see you hurting and I wanted to make it better. I wanted you to realise what you were capable of, what you could have and most definitely what you under no circumstances should have to tolerate. I wanted you to have complete faith that you were cared about, cared for, desirable, deserving, admirable, full of amazing, good qualities. You are innately good natured. So soft under it all. Child like.
You became something different to me. I began to need you. The sweet good mornings and goodnights. The approval, the sameness, the reciprocity. I realised I had to be something different for you, because I loved you. That was scary. The thought of holding a piece of you in my hands (behave) was like the ultimate dream and an absolute nightmare. Because I wasn't ready to accept it, for good reasons and admittedly stupid and regrettable reasons. You get that. I know you do.
I did what I do best and I went away. I had aimed to fix what I could and return. But, I was hurting and confused. Everything was on my shoulders. Things you had said previously were ringing in my ears, I knew you'd move on fast and it taunted me day and night. I became somebody different alright... But not in the right direction. I vascillated between self deprecation and self pity. I was in no fit state for anyone but you were all I thought of, I couldn't have stopped myself reaching for you any of the times I did. Even though you gave me no hope. No care. I felt like I was bleeding out while you watched.
It changed me. I have been different since that year I spent chasing after you. I'm closed off, totally disengaged from people in the real world. I've not even had a proper sex chat since 😂. It's not all your fault, not even mostly your fault. I am still sorry. I'd never tried to love or be loved before. Not to mention, I still believe we have something more than your everyday love. You have altered the trajectory of my life, thrice now. Nobody else has that power over me.
I had been talking to someone else, though I was writing to them more than I ever spoke to them, if that makes sense. I had been slowly, privately, building my confidence. Working my way through a tonne of negativity that had been building up since long before you. But keeping myself safe, unreachable. I've been a bit of a mess. But I was really making progress and felt he and I were both really growing into my appreciation of him, right as I found you 😂
It was such a shock. I felt everything all at once. I didn't understand what on earth was happening on any front.
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Disappear
That was your plan. Do you remember that conversation?
Is that still your plan? Might there be room for one more? Nothing would make me happier. Sometimes, I think it's the only way.
Disappear with me? Even if just for a little while. Wrap me up in those arms and hide me away. I don't want to see anything else, feel anything else but you. Shield me from the lingering chill of your distance. Disappear with me. Please. We can make it all disappear.
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To me to you
As I said, I'm sorry I wrote from a bad place. You reached for me. I reached back and you dropped your hands. That's not how you said this was going to work.
When I found you, big shock, lots of feelings etc etc. For the first couple of weeks, I wasn't really sure what I was doing, feeling, everything was in limbo.
I wasn't fixated on whether the letters were all for me, I just found it hard to understand- your continued ambiguity was such a contradiction. I mean, you can't say 'hindsight is a farce' and then talk about your regrets looking back immediately after. That doesn't make sense. We still weren't communicating.
You pushed me. Tick tick tick. I wanted to set you free, I don't know. It was eating me up, I have had so much going through my head. I thought I was leaning the other way for a while. I did nothing though. Mostly, I was just thinking of you and us.
By the time I was reaquainted with my feelings for you, I was hurt by the things I'd realised and kind of dismayed with how things were playing out here. If that was my fault, which I can totally see how, I get it. Let me make amends. I want us to be on equal, even footing.
May I be struck down if I'm lying, I was honestly thinking about asking to see you moments before you asked 😂. I don't know what I said or did to make you push me away once I finally decided to break the last barrier between us. Or like I said, whether it was, ugh, you know all that I said. There are so many possibilities.
It's mostly one general possibility that brought me here. Brought me back. Kept me here through everything. Has got me writing this despite you literally denying everything.
You. You're unique. You're you. Perfect. Someone to me. Always. Infinity. Us. All the things that have happened that don't just happen. All the ways you make me feel and even the ways I feel them.
I'm not sure who I'm writing this one for. I suppose, it depends on what happens next. And I don't know that either.
I believe at this point I've covered everything essential between the two messages. Over to you.
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Hurry up
Sort your head out. Listen to me. Believe it. Try.
Where are you? Where should I be? Show me the way.
My soul is going to leave my body trying to pull me to you from the inside.
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Reach
Do it again. Please. We're so close, don't stop repeating until we are there. I feel it's just this one thing and everything will be right. Give me your hand. Allow me to get a steady grip and I won't let go.
Where are you? Where should I be? That's all I need. You and me. We'll get there. Have faith. Try. Feel. Do you feel my love for you? I keep sending more of it out there. It's all around you by now. Wishing you well. Smiling when you're smiling. Babbling on in your ear that you could have my help picking up the pieces.
Yours,
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All I know is how I feel. What I'm capable of. What I have to give.
It takes a birthday wish, a genie with their fingers crossed and a sacrifice to the heavens for me to form so much as a comfortable rapport with someone. More so since the first time I fell in love with you. Yes.
Please, soldier, lower your weapons? Not your defences. I understand. I too am battered and bruised under my armour. I need medical attention and a place to rest and recuperate. You said you had what I needed, picked up my broken heart and sent it ahead. Why won't you tell me where to find it?
I feel it. Fixed. Already looking forward to the next time you'll spend time caring for it. It trusts you. Though it does want out of the testing facility.
Won't you trust it to stay close by if you let it out?
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I'm scared
of looking a fool. Being dumb. Of seeming insincere when it's all I've been and want to be. That I'll hurt or disappoint you. Of not being able to give you what you want. Being left. Being hurt. Being loved.
I forgive you. It's been an impossible situation, I am well aware of that.
Forgive me for the pain and confusion while you waited for me to get properly reaquainted with and admit to my feelings for you. This has all been so, so challenging to navigate. I did what I thought was best for you. True to form, I made things harder than they could have been. I think. I really do need your insight to know for sure how to break down what happened.
So, yeah, I'm scared. Terrified. Still. But most of all I'm scared that I'm one letter away from the chance to learn the minutiae of our love. (So here I am.)
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You and I
We've made a lot of mistakes, it's true. I regret mine. I'm sorry. I know you feel the same. The journey has been a long one and the terrain unforgiving.
One of these days, at least I sincerely hope, our walls will be down concurrently. We aren't that strong, love, we can't run from this indefinitely. We are going to sink down in shared bliss onto the rubble and not get back up for many sunsets and sunrises.
Until that day, I will likely be alone. I already am, have been since you. Just so you know my intention. I won't be seeking solace elsewhere. There are no prerequisites, it's what I want. To be yours. When I look back I think I always have.
I've fallen for you twice. Yes. I love everything about you. Everything. I will continue to love you while we are opposed, I will long for when we intersect. I know you feel that too. That will have to be enough, won't it?
You brought life to my fading heart. Now it's ran away to be with you. It texts. It's happy there. I'm happy it's there. Thank you for everything, even if you didn't mean to.
I forgive you and I love you.
Always here,
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Hi, sorry about that. And for the late message. x2. And the fact this one is so long haha. Hmm any more apologies? I don't think so? A platitude- no stress about replying, neither when or if.
I'm going to preface this by saying that I genuinely had left you, as requested, more or less in the friendzone until a few months ago...But since then, loads of stuff has been happening r.e our history (unrelated to our catch up in March btw). Could we have a face to face to talk about it? A walk, drive? Liquid lunch may be indicated 😂 I could travel to wherever works for you. Anything I could do to make you feel comfortable enough to agree, it's yours, just let me know. It's really, really put me through the wringer. I've not been able to talk to anyone about it except S--- because I wanted to protect us both, and she wasn't very helpful haha. I don't expect anything from you at all. Just wish to look you in the eye and ask you about it? Air it all out. Please? It wouldn't be unpleasant for you in any way. I realise it's not always been easy here 🙈 I swear I'm in full possession of things like self control nowadays haha. This isn't a ploy, I don't wish to confess my feelings to you, if you're worried, though I'll admit this has brought them back slowly. But I won't be weird about it. Umm weirder* I guess, but I swear thoughts or feelings aren't where all this is coming from! 😂 I'm not going keep writing if you say no. I know I have form for it so please rest assured the crazy is not about to start back up. I was gonna move fac for unrelated reasons and I don't have to return. It's all your call. I just don't know what else to do. It's been months, I thought it was being resolved and now it's worse than ever. I genuinely just want to unravel what on earth I've just been through tbh and talking will help either way. You'll understand why if you'll allow me the space to show you. I know it's weird, but we're some kind of friends right? So I'm hoping you'll afford me the benefit of the doubt... And perhaps an hour or two of your time :3 double please.
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The majority I've written the last couple of weeks. Quite the journey. Where will I end up? You tell me.
I hope you see why I am asking for your voice. I don't know what is what. There's so, so much more to say just about since I found you. It's been a process but I want to tell you everything if you need or want to hear it. I want that chance. I'm yours. I know that's not much.

[RANT]
I've been diligently paying taxes and have never received a benefit.
I'm now at the point where the social safety net I've been paying into is actually needed. I've just finished scraping by on paid parental leave during which I wasn't allowed to work to top up my income. I now need a benefit while I wait until I get a job. No childcare centres are accepting 6 month old babies so I need a job where I can work from home to look after him while I work. My wife works and she pays the rent and some of the food. I pay for electricity, the rest of the food, transport, phone/internet, insurance and health insurance.
We can't get a benefit because my wife earns too much, even though we can't survive on her income.
We're going to use foodbanks and try wearing layers instead of heating the house.
Is this the equitable society we were promised?
What's the point? I'd go to Australia but we need ORS funding for our special needs child, and the limited support we get for her is better than the nonexistent support she'd get in Australia.
Honestly, why is this happening?
I know there are people who are worse off than me and can't even afford to get into a rental, but I'm not in a position where we can live in our car.
I just feel cheated. The government can't afford state housing or benefit payments for the working poor, yet they are worried about changing the writing on some road signs. I love the idea of bilingual, inclusive signs, but I'd prefer to see everyone, Maori and Pakeha, in warm houses with full bellies.
Where did we go so wrong? How did the system get this broken?

Hey all! I posted something similar in adulting but figured I'd try my luck here. I'll put a TLDR at the end and try to clean up the format from my last post.
My girlfriend (mid 20's) and I (late 20's) live in California and we've been struggling recently. We live with her family in a multigenerational home because we're completely out priced in the area where studio apartments start at $2500 a month not including utilities, pet fees, any associated miscellaneous fees. We just can't afford to live here anymore, even with dual income at $100k/year combined.
High gas costs, high food costs, high car insurance costs, private sector utility costs, pet fees for rentals, requirement for internet due to remote work, etc. means we'd be spending around $3200 a month just to have a roof over our head in a 300sqft space, and that's over half of our take-home pay - and from there we get drained just because everything else ends up nickel and diming us to death. If we wanted a 1 bdrm, we wouldn't be approved, and the housing market is so competitive that once something is listed, it usually gets rented out within the day.
We were debating moving back to my home state, where renting an entire 3 bedroom house would be half the cost of a studio here, and I can afford it on my own single income. We could maybe even buy a house in the future if all goes well, but we could never own a house here unless we won the lottery. If we move, I can retain my job but she can't retain hers due to license differences in California vs. Pennsylvania so she'll be out of work temporarily until she either finds someone to make an exception or a different field of work. She wants to move and is adamant on it, but I just feel like something doesn't sit well with me.
I moved a ton by myself over the years across the entire United States, but I was single. I now feel a responsibility to ensuring we don't make a mistake. I'm worried if we move, she could get homesick, or worst case, depressed. I'm worried it could take her months to find a replacement job, and I don't want her to feel guilty for me carrying the household financially but I definitely won't be able to put any money back in the interim. I have a savings of $15,000 that I'd use towards the move, but because I'm keeping my job and she'd be out of hers, I don't know if it's even fair to ask her to chip in what little money she does have towards anything. I also know she could never contribute as much as me in the move because she doesn't have much of a savings. I don't think it'll cost more than $4,000 to get us a place + setup + minimal furnishing to get started, and I don't mind losing that money to the move either.
I really need some insight and advice on how we should approach this. When I moved before, I cannonballed myself and didn't care if I went broke, but I can't let that happen in this case. I just feel responsible for her emotions in this case to ensure we can have an actual household together, versus being miserable where we currently are.
Has anyone moved across the country with their SO? How'd it work out for you? Is it okay to live paycheck to paycheck temporarily if it means having a better life overall?
TL;DR: We want to move and can't afford to stay in California. I have a savings, she doesn't, and I'm worried about being financially responsible for two people instead of just myself. Any advice?

This is probably a more US centered sub, but I'd greatly appreciate the input of a seasoned landlord from anywhere. Last year I started to manage the rental properties for my grandfather. I'm pretty inexperienced but I guess it's been going alright so far. For me it's the first time dealing with a situation like this, so please tell me if you think I made some mistakes.
A tenant, let's call her tenant A, is moving out this month. On saturday tenant A tried to wash a rug (about 24×72 inches) with a hard rubber back. She stuffed it into the washing machine she shares with the other 4 tenants in the building and went up to her apartment after starting the washing cycle.
Later, another tenant, I'll call her tenant B, suddendly noticed loud banging noises. At first she assumed someone was practicing on drums, but she soon realized the noise was coming from the washroom in the cellar. She decided to check what was going on and found the washing machine banging and vibrating oddly. She immediatly cancelled the washing cycle and informed tenant A.
Unsurprisingly the device wasn't working anymore. Tenant A told tenant B she'd tell me after the weekend to fix the machine.
Monday morning I got a call from tenant A. She told me she couldn't wash her clothes because the washing machine wasn't working anymore. Of course there's no word about what had happened a few days prior. She offered me to call the service provider of the washing machine herself, but I was going to visit the property anyway this week so I told her I'd do it myself. For some reason she wasn't too happy about that, but I just assumed she wanted to have it fixed as soon as possible.
So I immediatly called a technician and made an appointment. To my surprise the technician didn't show up on time. Just as I was about to make a call, tenant B tells me that tenant A already met with a technician a few hours ago. At first I thought I mixed up the time, but after talking with tenant B some more and making a few calls I found out that tenant A rescheduled my appointment with the technician. Tenant B also told me what actually happened the day the device broke down.
The collegues of the technician at the office assumed tenant A was allowed to do this because she was authorized before to let them fix other devices in her apartment.
My grandfather wasn't really actively managing the property in the last few years and regularly let his tenants give instructions to service providers. He paid pretty much any damages without question (worst one was damage from flushed diapers). I stopped this practice as soon as I took over the property management, but I guess tenant A didn't get the message and felt entitled to draft her own narrative.
Tenant A doesn't think she did anything wrong. She insists that the device was faulty before and her rug was perfectly fitting the machine. Her description of the rug is very different from what tenant B told me, but tenant A can't show it to me anymore because she "already put it in a box and moved it to her new place".
Tenant B is absolutely sure that tenant A broke the machine and doesn't think the machine was faulty before. She told me tenant B must have violently forced the rug into the machine to make it fit. The technician didn't want to point fingers, but he told me it was unlikely that proper use could lead to damage like this.
Fixing the machine costs around 800$. The device isn't new, but only just a bit over half its expected service life. Sadly there's no warranty on it anymore. I'm also currently forced to modernize the building because we've recently gotten a lot of regulations regarding energy efficiency, so buying a more efficient machine might be a good alternative to repairs. Though in Swiss tenancy law you get much less from a tenant if you replace a broken device with newer model instead of repairing it.
TL;DR: tenant breaks washing machine, reschedules my appointment with a technician and denies any wrongdoing.
As a relatively inexperienced property manager I'm not really sure what's the optimal strategy in this situation:
Should I try to make her or her insurance pay some of the damages right now or just retain her deposit when she moves out in a few weeks? Latter is probably more risky but less work for me.
This might depend too much on local laws, but how do you guys usually try to prove malicious usage? Is it enough for me to point to the testimony of tenant A and the technician?
Should I wait with confronting a tenant in a similar situation to get a head start if it comes to legal action? Or do you try to be as open as possible to find a common solution?
Any tips on how to avoid such situations in the future?

I was thinking about all the things that the post-Miura era could tackle, and the stuff Miura himself may have planned to do something with. I decided to make this somewhat speculatory list just for fun.
**Void**
He's all but outright confirmed to be the sage locked by Gaiseric in the Tower of Conviction that prayed to God to send down angels, sacrificing his kingdom, his empire even, to become Void. But as with the other Godhand members, we barely know anything beyond that. Heck, Void is one of the less elusive members, oddly enough, but we'll fall down that broken bridge when we get to it. What I find interesting about him is that, when the Four Kings of the Astral World were first introduced by Schierke, I legit thought they were four of the Godhand (or maybe a "good" reflection of them), with the missing one being Void. Because you have the basic four elements, and the fifth one would be a more abstract one, like nothingness. There's also the question of why he's the only one left from the former Godhand. Did Gaiseric kill the others? Were they gradually replaced by the Godhand as we now know them? Or did Void... do something? The first one remains the likeliest purely due to Occam's razor logic, but still, it's hard to shake the feeling that Void's different from his... colleagues... If, like Guts reaffirmed, Griffith will keep on soaring ever higher, therefore maybe even trying to ascend beyond the Godhand, with Void being the senior, he may have a backup plan, or know more than we think. Well, the dude's head is a brain, we already think he knows everything.
**Slan**
She has an interest in Guts, a __particular__ interest, in the Old Farnese style. Plenty of people have speculated that she might turn on the Godhand and aid Guts; I think it might be a mix of staying loyal to her peers, and helping Guts because she's a masochist and might find the idea of their extinction enticing, though that won't be very fun for Guts&co. Back to the Four Kings, I found it very suspicious how the Astral King connected to water is called the **Lady** of the **Depths**, whose spirit Schierke summoned against the trolls. And immediately after we get to Qliphoth, where Slan is called by Gaiseric, the Whore **Princess** of the Uterine **Sea**. Lady and Princess, Depths and (Uterine) Sea, there's some semantic similarity there. Furthermore, I found Mozgus' story about the nun who went around helping people suspicious as well. Did I think Slan was the nun in the story, a very cleaned up account of her actual mortal life, where Mozgus' nun, if she did do those good deeds, did not do them in the best way, or with the best intentions in mind? I don't know, I just clung to whatever crumb I could get cause we know so little about the Godhand; also Slan showed up in the heretics' fire so my mind was already on her.
**Ubik**
The one we've seen the least. Slan's already showed up, Conrad was seen manifesting from plague rats in that town just after Sir Laban left. Also his domain is... weird. Someone once pointed out (or maybe it's on the wiki, I don't remember) that he was the one who showed Griffith and Theresia the respective visions so that must be his sphere of influence. If you ask me, he's this very kind of speculation that leads people to madness and long analyses and essays. Also his eyes are covered so maybe he's Peekaf. Granted, Femto and Slan are the only ones whose eyes we can actually see, but I have this feeling. It's bollocks anyway, since Peekaf is just meant to be fairytale symbolic of some of the themes of Berserk. But I like to think I'm right, no weird little man living in the world of the absurd (or of ideas) can tell me otherwise.
**Conrad**
Well we know he's got something to do with death, disease, that kind of thing. We know that from like two panels, in the whole of Berserk. No crazy theories on him, just silence, for dead men tell no tales. Maybe he was a gravedigger? idk
**Femto**
Lucifer. Oh, also, in the post-Miura chapters, was he really untouchable or did he just bend space like he did against Gaiseric at the top of Ganishka? Probably not, but I just thought of that and found it weird.
**Elfhelm**
Yeah, no, something's off with those Wicker Men. Made with souls of the damned? Armour taken from invaders? And, in the post-Miura chapters, the *original* denizens of the island were like the Tower of Conviction blob? Something is off about the origins of the island, and about Danann herself. Granted, she could be like Flora, her soul drifting around in the astral world except she can take physical form. And she's the King of the Elves. Gaiseric, just what was happening in your time, man? Speaking of Flora, I assume the blob is connected with the taboo she violated. I'm waiting for Morda's master to show up again so she can shed some light on all of this stuff.
**Theresia**
I assume she'll show up near the ending, if at all, with that foreshadowing at the end of Black Swordsman. Though Falconia complicated everything. She's either dead, living in Falconia, or surviving somehow by herself. The latter makes the most sense given the nature of her threat to Guts, but even Rickert almost died on the road to Falconia, so idk.
**Jill**
Very likely just a one-off character for Lost Children, though it would be fascinating to see her again. I feel like seeing her in Falconia would mess with the closure she got at the end of Lost Children, since it seemed so nicely wrapped up, so it's probably for the best she doesn't show up again. I admit, seeing her as a background character would make me giddy.
**Farnese**
Yeah, here's the thing. What do Farnese and Slan have in common? Bingo. Or, used to have, we actually don't know if Farnese has those kinds of urges anymore. It is possible, these things probably don't just go away, and it would make an interesting character moment for her to be faced with this stuff again, but after all she's been through, I don't see how it would really get to her that bad. The more interesting thing is her time with the Holy Iron Chain knights, the context in which she was introduced, in fact. Besides the drip, she knows about the prophecy. Heck, she was the one who found the bloody lake where the old Band of the Falcon were sacrificed. She knows stuff, even if she doesn't realise it. She knows about the Hawk of Darkness, Hawk of Light, would probably be able to reach the conclusion that Griffith is the Devilman himself masquerading as the Messiah, and recognise that, isn't it weird how their major religion has a bird as a symbol, and the most recent member of the Godhand is all about dem birbs? Maybe she'll crucify Griffith the same way she used that bird to reproduce the Holy See symbol and it will make him a martyr so he can ascend past the Godhand but at this point, I'm just spitballing at the sun off of a very unstable raft. Also, what is this Holy Iron Chain? What can it hold? The Beast of Darkness?
**Serpico**
I got nothing. Well, aside from another showdown between him and Guts. But really, he probably has to find his own path, and also tell Farnese he's her half-brother. That would be fun. These are the obvious things, but I have no idea what could be done with Serpico going forward.
**Azan**
He has an as of yet unexplored backstory, the one where he protected the old man (who as I read assumed it was Daiba, but that's farfetched) and the one where he was betrayed by those he swore to protect. Maybe they're both the same incident in a way. Also he's awesome, he's badass, and he'd be a good foil to whatever shenanigans happen between Farnese and Serpico going forwards, because let's face it, things are gonna go south. Him being betrayed by those he swore to protect makes me think of Guts and Casca, and Griffith, but I'm just grasping at straws hoping to find that needle.
**Schierke**
She could find out about Flora's taboo, ponder whether to do it herself, whatever it was, explore the nature of Griffith's current form further, and heck, go deep enough in the Abyss that she meets the Idea of Evil, or whatever alternative manages to worm its way back into the canon. Otherwise I'm not completely sure what more needs to be resolved about her from what we know so far.
**Guts**
There's the obvious, and then there's the question of whether his elf-pointed ears and circumstances of his birth have any further relevance. The ears could be just an aesthetic choice and the birth situation is a blatant way of communicating that this guy **SURVIVES**, he **STRUGGLES**. On the one hand, I wonder what significance, if any, there was to that tree full of hanged people, on the other hand, it doesn't need any further significance. It is Guts' origin, and that's all we need to know. It would probably negatively impact the story anyway if it was revealed to be important beyond just being part of what makes Guts himself. Also the Beast of Darkness is obviously important but there's too many variables for me to even warrant making a guess. Something something Astral world I think, and whatever it is, do the Godhand know about it? Did Gaiseric have an equivalent when he wore the armour? If Gaiseric used his equivalent to kill 4/5 of the Godhand, and the Berserker armour made Guts' BoD way, way more potent, then the Godhand or at the very least Void would be really weary of it, but Griffith doesn't seem to really know, especially in the post-Miura chapters.
**Griffith**
Who were his parents? Probably doesn't matter. Who was the gipsy that sold him the crimson behelit? Probably doesn't matter. Although at first I thought it was the same gipsy that scried her crystal ball while telling Puck to look outside as the Eclipse started. These things happen, they were set in motion by the Godhand, and they're just reaping the results.
**Puck**
Now that the party's so much larger and more varied, what can his role be? What can his purpose be? Sure, he doesn't really need a purpose to exist, as a person in his own world or w.e, but he needs a purpose to keep existing as a character for us. He could continue being the comic relief, or the one really caring about looking into the how's and why's of Guts' monster hunting, but the story has outgrown that for a long time. Maybe the Beast of Darkness swallows him and he becomes a spark of light in Guts' consciousness keeping him at least 0.1% sane, idk. Also since we're on elves, Ivalera. She eludes me completely. I just don't know.
**Isidro**
TheAlmightyLoli makes a good point about him pursuing being a sailor, I guess. Isma being gone in the post-Miura chapters could make it into a kind of PotC Davy Jones deal, where they can only see each other again once every [certain amount of time] when the physical and astral worlds are closer or something. The details of his backstory likely don't matter.
**Casca**
Besides the obvious of the whole Eclipse and Moonlight Boy thing being resolved, I can't think of anything else. At some point I wondered if she had Kushan ancestry but that's irrelevant. Since she has no memories after they went to rescue Griffith from the Tower of Rebirth, maybe she's due for a rebirth as well.
**Rickert**
Rickert invents the Glock and kills God. On a more serious note, yeah, he's gonna have a large part to play coming up, excited to see it.
**Luca**
She and Farnese are like two coins with reversed faces in Slan's pouch. Is Luca gonna be the Mary Magdalene of Falconia? Well, for who? I can't see her warming up to Griffith, maybe she'll be among the voices of doubt and protest once something happens that raises suspicions in Falconia.
**Sonia**
She's the scariest thing in Berserk.
**Irvine**
He seems more of a loner than even other Apostles, has somewhat of a bond with Sonia, and it's suggested, especially in chapter 372, that he may not quite respect Griffith to the point the other Apostles do. Plus, his demonic form is still off-putting but not as horrible as that of other apostles, so he could end up a turncloak to Griffith, somehow, or a tragic figure.
**Mule**
He and Sonia could help each other, in different ways, figure out something is wrong about Falconia or the context behind it, or he could be used (as murder) to show Sonia an uglier side of Griffith. Or maybe he'll be fine, he's a cool guy. I forgot how many characters there were.
**Silat and Daiba**
Silat has been one of the most interesting or at least enjoyable characters on Griffith's side of Berserk. The Bakiraka clan's hideout sounds cool, and there is a lot of potential in terms of coolness factor there with Rickert and Daiba tagging along. Think of the contraptions Rickert could build to synergise with the others. We may get more lore from Daiba sort of like we got from Schierke and Flora, and who knows what Silat might get up to. Will he sneak Daiba's snake in the Garden?
**Manifico and Roderick**
Manifico, no clue. He was reduced to a joke character before we could get an inkling of some other role that he might fulfill. His ruthless businessman demeanour may help the party, or he'll just remain a liability. I don't think there's something all that special in Iith that Roderick could make up privy to, so for now he'll probably continue being the cab driver engaged to Farnese.
**Bonebeard**
Bonebeard's next appearance, because he will undoubtedly return again, will be the sixth one. This will herald the apocalypse and will either mean Griffith's downfall, or his success. When Bonebeard comes back, the chips will be down. And he'll make us die laughing before we get to read the ending.

So this was strange. A couple of weeks ago I went in and did an online quote for 2 Relocubes to go from Texas to Delaware. The quote was about $2800. I also look at the trailer option. We will need to store our goods for 2 to 3 months. They have a whole page on storage which says:

U-Pack offers storage in our ReloCube containers for as long as you need, or you can store in a moving trailer for up to 120 days.

That sounded good. We've been setting up visits to get full service moving quotes (not brokers, major van lines). So DH today called PODS and UPack.
Our timeline had changed a bit so we needed the Relocubes about a week later. The quote for 2 about $4200. So a 50% increase! (The trailer option was about $3200). The real shocker was when he asked about storage and they said they couldn't offer storage! Does anyone know why they might not offer it? Could it be that the facility is "full" or are some facilities too small to offer storage. The web page just seemed so definitive that it was offered. Obviously, this would rule out UPack even if they hadn't gone up $1400.
Oh about PODS. DH called them and they were so high pressure and wanting an immediate reservation that he just hung up. He called back to get someone else who was marginally better. Their quote for a 16' POD was $3140 which was a lot less than Relocubes. That price included one month's rental and $10,000 contents protection (probably not enough). The rate after the first month was $403.95 for the rental and contents protection.
Of course, that is an estimate and could change since he wouldn't commit to doing it that second. He totally hated how high pressure they were and was not enthusiastic to use them. But, if UPack can't store they are useless for us. I guess it will all depend on the quotes we get from the full service movers.

Hi Go Wild Friends! In case anyone wants to know about beautiful Costa Rica I went there using my Go Wild pass so I thought I would do a story about what happened in Costa Rica. There aren’t really a lot of travel tips in here, its just the wild shit I got into in Costa Rica. I did another write up with actual tips about South Beach in Miami on a budget here if you want to read that one.
Okay, Costa Rica, so fuckin amazing! I want to fly to all the international places Frontier goes so I decided to do Costa Rica second (Cancun is an easy trip for me in Kansas City, they go nonstop there every weekend). The hardest part about Costa Rica is just getting there, I took a bit of a circuitous route.
I always take a big vacation each year after tax season, its fun for me to turn my phone off and go somewhere off the grid and not even think about work. Last year I went to Argentina and Uruguay and it was wild but honestly, this year was even better! I first wanted to stay with my brother and see my nieces and nephews in Orlando so I booked a one way flight from St. Louis to Orlando for only $19 with my Go Wild pass. I got to take a train from Kansas City to St. Louis, it was only $37 and I loved it actually, something about trains is so fun for me, probably because I took one to Chicago in college and stayed in a homeless shelter, my first real experience solo traveling, I loved it!
I spent the afternoon in St. Louis riding around downtown on those fun scooters and eating chicken wings and walking around the baseball experience place they had, it was a good afternoon. I had a late flight to Orlando but I fucked up the terminal (don't google which terminal is Frontier, its wrong). I went through security and bag check only to find out I was in the wrong terminal so that stunk but I had plenty of time for two security checks so no big deal. The flight was delayed so I didn’t get into Orlando until almost 2am and there was a long line for the rental car. I regret not doing the one you can pick up without talking to an agent so much, it was only like $5 more, do the self check car rental if possible. Orlando was fun, got to see my nieces and nephews and my brother and his wife put a little guest bedroom in the shed, easy to get into at 2am without waking anyone up.
After two days in Orlando it was time for my big flight to Costa Rica! So excited! This flight was only $51 with my Go Wild pass, an absolute steal. It stopped in Atlanta and then I was in Costa Rica in no time. On the plane a bunch of us were excitedly talking about our Go Wild passes, its kind of fun to do the spiderman meme thing and be like, you have a Go Wild pass? Me Too! The ringleader told me there were wild sloths if I went to a place called Manuel Antonio. I said what the fuck did you just say, wild sloths? Oh yes! I literally had no plans for a whole week so I mentally added sloths to the list of things I wanted to see. I have a travel buddy I met in Mexico to visit in San Jose and I wanted to see the volcano and the beaches of course but that was it.
At the airport you will want to get some cash, they have an ATM right there when you walk out. Don’t do the currency exchange, those people were giving really shitty rates. After you get cash walk around outside the airport to the backside, it’s a short walk and that’s where all the city buses come. There are buses to San Jose every 15 minutes, just jump on one of those its only like $1.50 and it goes 25 minutes to downtown. I have a huge aversion to taxis in Latin America, I’ve been ripped off a lot and airports are especially bad.
Once in San Jose you can walk most places, it’s a fun city to walk around. I stayed at the Costa Rica Backpackers hostel which I do not recommend for one big reason. Its so fuckin hot. I didn’t even think about checking for air conditioning, most places have it now. Also, I like hostels and the common areas and the hammocks and I always set up my chess board and play at night with beers. But I really like to have my own room at a hostel. This private room was I think $35 a night which is pretty good but it did not have air conditioning, just a fan recirculating hot air and it was right off the street so yeah, no recommendation for that one, I only stayed one night. That’s the fun thing about how I travel though, no reservations and no plans, if its not great I just go to a different place. I hung out with my travel buddy that night and we smoked a lot of um… cigarettes and went to this place where locals hang out. It was like some fuckin fast and furious movie but with Ticos, guys were just flying around on motorcycles on wheelies. I bought a huge meal for my friend and me, empanadas, a bunch of other Costa Rican food, it was so fuckin good and the whole meal was only $7, ha!
The next morning I set my chess board out at the hostel and I put $10 out on the money clip like I normally do when I travel. It’s a fun way to get people to play, if you beat me you get $10 if I win, nothing. My chess is kind of like a parlor trick too because I play in less than 5 seconds every move so everyone is thinking through it and Im having beers and going quick, usually at a hostel there gets to be a crowd and Im playing four dutch people on warm night in Mexico, so fuckin fun. On this morning a kid came up to play and I was teaching him chess for awhile nervously, I didn’t see his mom anywhere and secondly who brings a kid to a hostel? I couldn’t remember the last time I had seen one. He starts just taking my pieces off the board and then he takes the $10 and says welp I guess I won. I laughed and I said alright then, good job buddy. Just then his mom hobbled over, a Danish hippy with a broken foot. She thanked me for hanging out with him and told me the doctor said not to walk too much but it was hard with a six year old. I said sit down, sit down and I got her breakfast and helped her out. We talked for a bit and I told a funny Mexico story and helped them get their stuff together and she said oh you have to come to our hippy community in Puerto Viejo, you can stay in our shack by the ocean. I said oh that sounds fun today Im going to see a volcano but maybe later. She said they are the most beautiful beaches in Costa Rica, one is entirely black sand. I said Im listening. She said they were poor in a little shack by the rainforest and they have monkeys and sloths in their backyard. I said um what the fuck did you just say? Wild sloths? She said yeah, tons of them. I booked a ticket right away for the 6am bus the next day. I went with my friend to the active volcano and then he dropped me off at my hotel. I booked the Radisson the second night because I really wanted Air Conditioning. Im soft like that, sorry. And it had a hot tub. I’ve never seen that many people in one hot tub, ha. At night I did a Tinder date, I found out all the cabs are pretty much $6 in San Jose so it was easy to get there and back and I went out with a fun lady who told me in Costa Rica they eat chicken wings with gloves, did you guys know that?
I got up at 4:30am and packed up for my 6am bus. At the front desk I asked them if they could call me a cab and they said its an additional $30 US. I was like nah, fuck that, $30? What a ripoff, I’ll just walk, its only 2 miles. So I walk pretty far into downtown San Jose and whoooooooosh, a bottle explodes near me! I go what the fuck and look up, theres a drunk Costa Rican man in a soccer jersey like two blocks away screaming at me in Spanish! I had so many questions, the first of course was who is balling out of control at 5am in the morning? The second was, who the fuck is that Latino Roger Clemens? I could barely see the guy from two streets away and he was (presumably) drunk getting that close to me with a full bottle of beer? The last question of course was who is drunk and throwing FULL bottles of beer? I walked away from his direction and then saw that there was a whole bar full of drunk soccer fans like him and I noped the fuck out and ran to the taxi stand and got a taxi. I said you know what, a taxi isn’t such a bad idea!
I regretted not Googling anything because my phone didn’t work at all in Costa Rica. They said I could buy a sim card but I didn’t want to, I kind of liked being off the grid. But I really wanted to find wild sloths. Maybe the person beside me will help I thought as I stood in line for the 6am bus. Damn, I hope its not someone rapid firing Spanish at me though, my Spanish is not great. Most of my Spanish I’ve learned from the music of Bad Bunny. I was relieved to see my seat in 44 was next to a Japanese man in 45. Oh that’s awesome I thought, he will struggle with Spanish too and we can find wild sloths together. Nope, turns out Im a racist asshole, he was a Japanese Argentinian who spoke perfect Spanish and no English, none. His phone worked too and he was putting all these upside down house letters in Japanese and beautiful beaches were popping up, I really needed his help. I tried to befriend him but they speak a different kind of Spanish in Argentina, cajes instead of calles and so fast, so fuckin fast! His had like a little stall in it before it winded up too, like a UUUUUU mi esposa no esta aqui! His wife was either sleeping back in San Jose or dead, I couldn’t really understand. I noticed he had a bear avatar on his phone so I knew he liked animals so half way through the ride I decided to try to tell him they had sloths there. Hay peresozos en Puerto Viejo I said but he didn’t understand what I was saying. I said peresozos again and put up three fingers mimicking a sloth and then I panicked, I was like shit, what do sloths do? Its an animal famous for not doing anything. I pretended to hang up side down and he is (loudly) guessing animals in Spanish and Im like no, peresozos! Maybe I was saying it wrong but I had no Google so I said es posible tu telefono? And I typed in sloths and all these upside down houses came up and the words Oso Peresozo. And he goes UUUUUU OSO PERESOZO! I don’t know if you’ve ever been on a bus traveling through rural Costa Rica and seen a Japanese Argentinian get excited in Spanish about wild sloths but it is… ADORABLE!
Si SI! Oso Peresozo! I yelled. People are turning around now, they are like why the fuck are the American and Japanese guys back there in 44 and 45 playing charades two hours into a 6am bus ride? I said juntos? (Together) and he said si si! He told me where we could get bikes to rent and what to eat, he was the perfect travel partner! He said Yelp dices Jerk Chicken is the best to eat here. I said thanks Juan, you are my favorite travel partner! We had an amazing day in Puerto Viejo, beautiful beaches, monkeys, wild sloths, God damn that was an amazing day. He even showed me where my hostel was and I dropped off my bag. This hostel was called 456 hostel which I also do not recommend because no AC and there are weird animals running on the roof but I didn’t care, I just wanted to throw down my bag and get back to looking for wild sloths. The lady said we can’t just take your bag you need to check in first, I said listen lady you see that God damn excited Japanese man out there? We got wild sloths to find! I had no desire to spend one second in that hostel but Juan goes “Esta bien, cerveza” and then he had a beer by the ocean while I checked in. I joined him for a beer and it turns out that is a beautiful setting for a hostel. Still don’t recommend though, so fuckin hot.
Juan and I had an amazing day in Puerto Viejo, God damn that place is beautiful. We saw wild sloths, monkeys, and had an amazing time on the beach. I was sad to see him go, what a great travel partner! He pointed to where my hostel was but I said I would ride back into town with him. To be honest, I forgot to write down the name of the bike rental and there was like a hundred in Puerto. I turned my bike in with his to his surprise because we had rented for a full day but I told him I wanted a motorcycle. He used his expert Googling skills to get me to the cheapest motorcycle place. It was only $30 a day for a motorcycle which I thought was very reasonable. And I didn’t have enough cash on me and they didn’t take cards so the rental guy just said no worries man, take de bike to the ATM. That was pretty trusting! I came back with the money and got the bike and I can’t tell you guys the drugs part because the mods said no talking about drugs.
That was such a fast motorcycle. I turned my Bluetooth speaker up all the way and floored it and zoomed down the coast in time for the sunset, so God damn beautiful! Something about that warm Costa Rican sun on your shoulders and the sound of Khalid and the smell of salt in the air riding along the beautiful ocean, it will change your life. After the sunset I went to Cat’s house and her beautiful German friend Alina was there. There were three kids too and as soon as I got there they went riffling through my bag looking for candy. I had two caramels but was one short so I gave the little kid my chips. This was her sad face for not getting candy!
Cat was hobbling around on crutches so Alina and I said sit down we will take care of dinner. I went to the store down the street and got so much stuff for that poor family- toilet paper, rice, peppers and Barbies for the kids and a soccer ball for Marcello. Gringo santa claus when I came back, both the ladies cried, Alina said her girls had never had a Barbie doll. Alina and I cranked up the music in that little hippy house by the ocean and made dinner and drank wine and laughed while the kids played with their new toys and Cat relaxed and finished her remote work. We ate the food and drank the wine and smoked…cigarettes and had an amazing night. Alina asked if I wanted to share the Tuk Tuk and I said yes. She said it in kind of a mischievous way so I thought maybe she wanted to make out. And she was very beautiful so I said yes. We got in the Tuk Tuk and rode back towards town passing my hostel, she winked and said your hostel was back there you know and then put her hand on my arm.
I thought Cat was poor but Alina was super poor. She told the tuk tuk driver to turn left by the trash dump and we pulled up to an even tinier house right next to the rainforest. She said wait out here and I’ll put the kids to bed. So I waited on the porch. The kitchen was actually outside, a little refrigerator and a little stove and a sink. I sat in the chairs and she came out and we smoke a um cigarette together and then she said wait here. I was like fuck, wait her for what? Is she going to rob me or something but she didn’t seem scary, she seemed sweet. She came back out with a big giant mattress and threw it on the porch floor. Then she took off her shirt and said in her German accent, “Un now we share our bodies.” I thought that was a pretty sexy thing to say so I took off my shirt too and joined her except I didn’t want to have unprotected sex with a hippy so we just made out.
Sometime after she slipped back inside so I was alone on the mattress on the backporch by the rainforest. I thought that was a pretty good place to spend my first night in Puerto Viejo and I looked up and saw a hundred million stars lighting up the sky and fell asleep. But not too many hours later, God damn I awoke to a caucophony of jungle sounds! So many monkeys, just fuckin howling. And there were these weird rat things running around, they weren’t small at all, if you’ve ever seen the Princess Bride fucking ROS. (Rodents of Unusual Size). I honestly thought the monkeys were coming on the porch, that’s how loud they were.
I jumped up and leaned the mattress against the house and started walking, past the trash dump and out to the ocean. The first beach I came across was the black beach, it was amazing and I sat there until the sun came up. I had no watch or anything and my phone was dead so I walked for a long ways until I found a Tuk Tuk driver who took me to Cats. I got my motorcycle and went back to the hostel but when I charged my phone I found it was only 6am so I went back to sleep. But the hostel had no AC and there were some fuckin animals on the roof right over my head so I couldn’t sleep much. I went to the beach and found more wild monkeys and then sent Cat a WhatsApp message to see if she needed my help since she had the broken foot and Marcello was home, it was some kind of Costa Rican holiday.
She said sure come over and so I drove my motorcycle back down the coast and went back to the store and got more supplies and cooked them a big lunch. I had asked before if they eat meat because some hippies don’t and she said sure but its expensive here I don’t know if you want to buy it. It was $4 ha, I got some ham and rice and peppers and made a huge lunch and drank some beers and cooked while Cat did her remote work. She took a picture and I asked if she mind taking a short video of me cooking. IT wasn’t for social media or friends or anything, that video was for me so I could remember when I could be happy. A trip to Costa Rica for only $51 with my Go Wild pass and I got to be by the ocean and I met new friends and I was actually helping someone, I realized that day that’s what made me the most happy, that’s why I wanted the video.
After lunch I cleaned up and then Marcello and I played some chess. She asked if I minded watching Marcello while she ran to town with a client and I said sure, no problem. I was wrong, it was a huge fuckin problem! She said she would be back in an hour and then we could go to the hippy get-together on the beach. She was NOT back in an hour and I fuckin panicked. I didn’t know this lady’s last name, I didn’t know Marcello really, I called Cat and she didn’t answer and I tried texting her, nothing. I thought fuck, she must have abandoned me with this kid. And I don’t know how to get ahold of the authorities and it was a holiday, this shit was basically the plot to the Adam Sandler movie Big Daddy. I started pounding beers because I was so nervous. I asked Marcello if he knew Alina’s number and this little dude said, and I quote, “Who’s Alina?” What the fuck? I said buddy, the lady that was here last night with the kids? He said he didn’t know them very much. Oh my God I thought, I’ve definitely been saddled with a kid. But then I was thinking, you know what, I could raise this kid, wouldn’t be that bad, live in this $400 a month house by the ocean, sounds good. But I have my own kids back home in Kansas City and that made me panic even more, now Im fuckin slammin beers so worried. Every car that goes down this little side road Im like oh please be Cat. Now this kid is starting to yell at me to come back out in Norwegian, I don’t know Norwegian and he wants me to read him books, which are also in Norwegian, Im full panicky at this time.
Finally Cat came back I said Cat, I wasn’t comfortable with that, I don’t even know your last name or anything. She goes, why, whats wrong? And goes running in to see Marcello, I said oh no, he’s fine, nothing happened its just that I thought you left and weren’t coming back. She said why would I leave my kid I love him more than anything in the world. I said I know, okay, its just that I was panicking. She said calm down, all good, lets go to the hippy fire circle. I was not going to go, I was going to get the fuck out but I really wanted to go to the fire circle, I was hoping they would let me spin the fire. So we went to the fire circle, Marcello and Cat with the client and me following behind on the motorcycle. We relaxed on the blanket and then up came beautiful Alina looking like a million bucks in the sun tucking her brown hair behind her ears. She got on the blanket with us close to me and I retold the story about how I thought Cat abandoned her kid with me and we all laughed and smoked again and had beers and then watched the sun go down. I didn’t know Marcello didn’t know how to swim so I showed him how to swim a bit, a little lesson in front of the beautiful sunset. After the sun went down it was time for the fire circle and the main guy said brother, thank you for helping Cat, you are in our circle now, whats ours is yours. I said oh man thank you so much can I do the fire spinning? And he said that you can not do. Damn.
So I watched the others spin it jealously and then I got us some appetizer snacks from the restaurant. After the fire circle and the singing and everything we decided to have a picnic at the black beach. They went to the store to get the food and I went to go get my motorcycle. When I got back I guess Alina had stolen something from the store because the workers were all around her and the police were coming. It was equally sad and scary. They took everything she bought away and Cat said its okay she had enough so we all walked to the black sand beach and I gave Alina a hard time for being a thief until we all were laughing. We had a great night by the ocean and then they both got Tuk Tuks and I got on my motorcycle and drove back to the hot hostel and fell asleep and I never saw those hippies again. The end.

Hey, fellow future medical professionals!
I wanted to share my honest thoughts and experiences about AUA Medical School and the island it's located on. As a current Med 3 student, I feel it's important to shed some light on certain aspects that you should consider before making your decision. So, here goes:
🚩 Accreditation Loss: AUA recently lost its NBME accreditation due to a cheating scandal, which is a major concern. It's crucial to understand the impact this might have on your education and future career prospects. There were rumors that staff members were also involved in the cheating.
💸 Tuition Hikes: Brace yourself for increased tuition fees in the upcoming semester. The school claims it's to provide a raise for the staff, but many students, including myself, disagree with this decision. It's disheartening to see our hard-earned money being drained for questionable reasons.
💰 Financial Strain: Living on the island can be financially challenging. Rent and utilities are paid in USD, despite being on the island itself. This means inflated costs for necessities like electricity and water. I shared an apartment with two roommates and we each paid around $300 USD per month for just electricity and $800 USD for water, which is unjustifiably high.
🚖 Transportation Woes: Be prepared to shell out a hefty amount for transportation. Taxi drivers charge exorbitant fares ranging from $12-30 USD for a one-way trip to the school. Renting a car is no different, with prices ranging from $466-550 USD. Finding affordable options for transportation can be a real struggle.
🏢 Housing Challenges: Finding suitable accommodation within a reasonable budget is another hurdle. The rental prices start at a minimum of $850 per month, and even at that price, you're likely to end up with an old, run-down apartment. If you want something newer and more comfortable, be prepared to fork out around $1,200 per month.
I could go on, but the bottom line is that there are significant flaws with both the school and the island. It's important to weigh the pros and cons before making your decision.
However, it's essential to note that this is just my personal experience, and others may have had different encounters. So, make sure to gather as much information as possible, talk to current and former students, and consider your priorities and aspirations.
Wishing you all the best in your journey towards becoming exceptional medical professionals! 🌟🩺

Race Information

• Name: San Diego- 25th Anniversary Rock n' Roll
• Date: June 4, 2023
• Distance: 13.1 miles (Strava says 13.16 but let's say it was 13.1)
• Location: San Diego CA
• Time: 2:10:41

Goals

Goal	Description	Completed?
A	Sub 2:30	Yes
B	No walking	Yes

Splits

Mile	Time
1	11:02
2	10:01
3	10:07
4	9:41
5	9:41
6	9:37
7	9:47
8	9:39
9	9:54
10	9:35
11	10:01
12	10:19
13	10:01
14	8:29 (0.1m)

Training

I have waited so long to post my very own race report and let me just say I am STOKED.
Hi everyone! I am 25, female, and happy to answer any other demographic questions if anyone has questions. I decided to do a half marathon this January. Before that, I was a fair-weather runner and would get really into it for two or so months before burning out and switching to another kind of fitness. In January, I had a real solid 4 mile run and got runner's high for the first time in almost a year and the decision to run a half came solely from adrenaline and euphoria. I also made the decision to get sober around two years ago. The longer I stayed sober, the more I felt myself needing a outlet and a way to deal with frustrating emotions/day-to-day stress.
I followed this training program from RunnersWorld semi-closely. I kept it fairly casual the first two months since this was a 3 month training program and I had a little over 5 months to train, but I think being able to start training in a very casual manner helped me avoid injury and keep running fun.
I am a full-time student and full-time employee and definitely started feeling stressed in April/May. Long story short, my rental started falling apart (mushrooms started growing in my bathroom, lead to a discovery of several walls' worth of rotting wood and mold) and I started having asthma issues and had a handful of asthma attacks while running. For 3 1/2 weeks in April/May my partner and I, plus our three dogs) bounced from Airbnb to Airbnb while our bathroom was demolished, mold was remediated, and our bathroom was reconstructed. All of this is to say, my training definitely suffered-- BUT, I was still able to pull it off. This is a tale of encouragement, not one of woe.
My longest run pre-half marathon was 10 miles, 2 1/2 weeks before race day. I tapered harder than the training-program suggested. As the miles amped up I noticed more and more soleus pain (was not a fan of the New Balance Fresh Foam 880's, would love shoe recs). I figured at this point, I was better off undertraining than overtraining and hurting myself.

Pre-race

Holy heck, was I getting scared! I can't say I advise this, but I didn't run at all the week before. Instead, I got a sports massage and focused on yoga. I figured I wouldn't gain or lose any significant fitness in the singular week before my race and wanted to give myself a week to heal from the physical and emotional stress I had been under. I absolutely think this was the right call for my situation. The day before, I made an effort to eat more than normal, hydrated plenty with propel zero and regular water, l and tried to go to sleep early. The morning of, I had a shot of espresso and half of a bagel with cream cheese.

Race

Miles 1-2: Took it slow on purpose but really had no choice? I'm not sure if this is a normal thing, but things were very congested and a significant portion of people, like 15-20%, were walking? That threw me off and took me out of the moment a little bit.
Miles 3-5: My happy place! I barely remember anything about this chunk, just that people had spread out and I found my pace. Lots of spectators with cute signs that made me smile. Some favorites were: Run faster! Your dog misses you.
You're only at mile 4! You got a long ways to go! That sucks!
Where is everyone going?
Don't stop now, people are watching!
Took a cup of Gatorade Endurance and a cup of water.
Miles 6-10: My happy place pt. 2! I was surprised at how easy things felt. I saw a text on my watch from my partner letting me know he was around the 6-7 mile marker with our chihuahua. I spotted him and was able to smooch my pup on the forehead, smooch him, and keep going. That ruled. Got pretty nicely hydrated during this stretch which felt great. The only thing I would've done differently is fueling a bit here, but I didn't have gels or gummies on me and was too "in the zone" to stop and grab some from the fuel stations. I started feeling hungry and "weak" during mile 11.
Miles 11-12: Holy mother of steep downhill roads. Lots of people used this to their advantage and sped up but my knees had other ideas. Took me out of my flow and started to notice my feet hurting. Stuck it out and tried to focus on the mix I was listening to and my breath, and it passed sooner than I thought!
Mile 13: I remember thinking, "what the hell? We're here? It's over?" I wanted to sprint but kept telling myself not to push it and hurt my knees. This mile was ironically the toughest mentally, or rather the ONLY mentally tough mile, and I was in a constant push and pull of "SPRINT! no, don't sprint, you'll get hurt! NO, SPRINT!" Sprinted like I've never sprinted before for the last half mile. Honestly felt like an out of body experience. Felt like Usain Bolt or some shit. I wish I could've seen myself because I felt like an absolute BEAST. I felt like an absolute force to be reckoned with. Absolutely awesome. Crossed the finish line and had the most primal urge to scream like an Amazonian warrior. Did not do such a thing. Politely grabbed my medal and a baggie of fruit snacks :)

Post-race

I cannot begin to tell y'all how proud of myself I am. I have been glowing. My knee's bothering me a tad from the sharp downhill mile but it feels more like a "I never use these muscles so now I'm sore" than an injury. I'm not rushing to get back out and run and plan on taking it easy until there's no residual pain. Am definitely in the market for new shoes. I was not a fan of the wide toe box on the NB Fresh Foams. I loved the shoe at first because of the extra cushioning, but the more miles I ran the more I noticed I felt unstable while running, felt a constant need to re-tie my laces (tighter! no, looser! no, tighter!) and the development of soleus pain was a new thing that I can't blame the shoes on with 100% certainty...but... eh.
All of that said, holy crap. I am so proud of myself for setting a goal and DOING THE THING. It did a lot for my confidence. I am proud of myself for sticking with it when it got hard, doing runs when I would rather do anything else, and for listening to my body. During the half, I kept giggling to myself thinking that if I could have told 15 year old me that ran cross country blasting Daft Punk through her headphones that 10 years from now I would be paying money to do the exact same thing, she'd be so pissed and confused.
I've already been looking at full marathon training plans and looking for races far enough in the future to give me a nice lil buffer. I'm hooked. Thanks for reading :)

It was suggested i post my predicament here.
I've (62F) rented out a large Vrbo in a Colorado ski town for an early September family vacation. I'm paying for the rental. I have 3 daughters. 2 of the girls are married with each having one kid each under 4. I've spent weeks planning this and putting this together and its possibly going to fall apart.
My last daughter (middle child) had asked if she could bring her 3 year old Chocolate Lab. I initially told her yes as long as she paid the pet fee portion and she was responsible for everything related to her dog. Her dog is well behaved, but likes interacting with people and can be a lot of work.
I informed my daughters with kids and one was like, as long as I don't have to take care of it I don't care. The other one was vehemently opposed and said she'd consider not going. She has a 8 month old right now who will be about 11 months when the trip occurs. She said she did not want her daughter around dogs yet. She also said she didn't want to spend time with the dog. She pointed out that the Vrbo rules is that it can't be left alone in the house and my daughter doesn't want it going everywhere with us when we do a family dinner for example. She doesn't understand how its feasible the dog comes, i think she has a point.
Here is the thing, I want to watch my grandkids and spend time with them. I don't really want to have to deal with my daughters dog at the same time. I love my grandkids to death and don't see them as often as I'd like since all my kids live a few hours away from me. I was going to take this opportunity to watch them and spend some quality time with them. While my kids were out i'd take care of the grandkids. Thats how I envisioned this trip going.
I told my daughter that Unfortunately she would not be able to bring her dog. She did not take the news well and called me an asshole for catering to my other daughter, she is now thinking about not going. I offered to pay for a sitter or to board it. She called me an asshole for even suggesting that. My husband is staying out of it, but i've managed to get him to admit that he'd rather it just be the grandkids and no dog. I've discussed this with her several times and none of the conversations have ended well. She is angry that I changed my mind. Am I the asshole here?
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Edit: The time period from my okaying the dog to telling my daughter it couldn't come was the same day. I made an incorrect assumption that the dog was okay by everyone. My daughter with the 8 month old had traveled pre-child with the daughter had the dog and the dog was on the trip, so that was my basis of assuming everyone was okay with it. That was my mistake for assuming a yes by all.

Using a throwaway account for obvious reasons, but oh my God do I need some solid advice.
It's a long story, basically the missus and I have been married for 10 years, I have great respect and admiration for her parents but we've never had much contact with her brother. Sure we saw each other during family gatherings and he seemed alright, but that was basically it.
A couple of years ago his life seemingly started to fall apart, first his wife left him then he lost his job and his house. He was living with parents for a while but then they fell out and he found a room somewhere in the suburbs.
Last year he was kicked out from his rental accommodation, and roughly at the same time the missus and I finally bought a place of our own. I invited the BIL to stay with us for a while. Surprisingly, the missus was very much against this idea (which should have been a massive red flag for me), and she only agreed after I told her that I wouldn't be able to sleep soundly at night knowing that one of our own was homeless.
So the BIL moved in with us, at first things were OK and he seemed to be very grateful, however it soon became apparent that he was an unmitigated arsehole. I won't list all of his transgressions but believe me it's bad. For example, I had to lock our TV in the storage shed because he kept walking into the living room and watching the TV loudly while I was working, and even while I was on Zoom calls (my desk is in the living room because he lives in the room that should have been the home office). The missus works in performing arts, she's a very outgoing person and we used to have a lot of guests and house parties, however we can't invite people to our place anymore because the BIL is extremely rude to our guests and generally behaves like an obnoxious swine.
However, it gets worse. While I was on a business trip recently, the missus caught him kicking our cat, and when she gave him a proper bollocking, he pushed her so hard that she fell. She's fine thankfully but the fact that he dared to touch her means that he can no longer stay with us. After this happened, I got a call from my mother-in-law who urged me to kick out the BIL, she also told me that they kicked him out of their house after he got drunk and assaulted the FIL (who is in his 80s and rather frail). Obviously if I knew that information in advance, I would have never invited him to stay with us, but apparently the missus did not want to tell me because she was afraid it would reflect negatively on her family 🙄
The first thing I did when I got home from the business trip was to slap him across the face and tell him that's he has 1 week to leave our house. However, he flat out refused to leave or even to apologise, in his view he was "forced" to push my wife because she was "lecturing" him.
Obviously, I'm not going to try and remove him by force, however he leaves the house once a week to collect his jobseeker's allowance (did I mention that he never even tried to find a new job after he was fired from his previous one?), he still goes to the suburbs to do it so it usually takes him a couple of hours. My idea is leave his stuff on the kerbside, change the lock on the front door and call Gardai on him if he gets violent. (Make no mistake, I don't like it but at this point he pretty much brought it upon himself.)
Can I get in trouble with the law if I do this? From my perspective, we invited him to our house as a guest, he clearly outstayed his welcome, and we don't have any obligation to continue hosting him, especially if he behaves in such a manner.


FINANCIALS

Period: FY/2023
Filling Date: 2023-06-02
REVENUE:
Revenue: $5.86B
Gross Profit: $5.02B (85.59%)
Result: $1.94B (ebitda)
EPS: $4.62
Outstanding Shares: 19.61B
BALANCE:
Cash: 2.06B
Debt: 6.17B
FINANCIAL EVALUATION/SCORE:
Financial Score - Altman: 1.52
Financial Score - Piotroski: 7.00
Company Description:
U-Haul Holding Company operates as a do-it-yourself moving and storage operator for household and commercial goods in the United States and Canada. The company's Moving and Storage segment rents trucks, trailers, portable moving and storage units, specialty rental items, and self-storage spaces primarily to the household movers; and sells moving supplies, towing accessories, and propane. It also provides uhaul.com, an online marketplace that connects consumers to independent Moving Help service providers and independent self-storage affiliates; auto transport and tow dolly options to transport vehicles; and specialty boxes for dishes, computers, flat screen television, and sensitive electronic equipment, as well as tapes, security locks, and packing supplies. This segment rents its products and services through a network of approximately 2,100 company operated retail moving stores and 21,100 independent U-Haul dealers. As of March 31, 2022, it had a rental fleet of approximately 186,000 trucks, 128,000 trailers, and 46,000 towing devices; and 1,844 self-storage locations with approximately 876,000 rentable storage units. The company's Property and Casualty Insurance segment offers loss adjusting and claims handling services. It also provides moving and storage protection packages, such as Safemove and Safetow packages, which offer moving and towing customers with a damage waiver, cargo protection, and medical and life insurance coverage; Safestor that protects storage customers from loss on their goods in storage; Safestor Mobile, which protects customers stored belongings; and Safemove Plus, which provides rental customers with a layer of primary liability protection. The company's Life Insurance segment provides life and health insurance products primarily to the senior market through the direct writing and reinsuring of life insurance, medicare supplement, and annuity policies. The company was formerly known as AMERCO. U-Haul Holding Company was founded in 1945 and is based in Reno, Nevada.

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HI everyone. I am moving to Maryland at the end of this month ie June. I have lived in NYC for over 3 years. I don't have much stuffs or furniture or appliances. I lived in a furnished apartment. Most of my stuffs will fit in back of an SUV. I have few clothes and shoes and books to take along with me. That's it.
Although I do have a driving license, which I got recently, I have no experience driving in a freeway. That's why I am scared of driving all the way down to Maryland all my myself.
So I was wondering if there are any services which would just drive me along with my stuffs down here from NYC to maryland (~4hrs), by the end of 3rd week of June. I am open to suggestions
I know there are tons of moving services. I don't want a big van moving or movers that I have to wait a week to get my stuffs. I thought it wouldn't be prudent to book an entire mover for maybe 4 luggage worth of stuffs. Basically I just want a small van and a driver who will drive me down. Let me know if any such services exist. I appreciate your suggestions !

Hello!
I plan to move back to Ireland after some time Stateside.
I plan on keeping my online job.
I have two questions.
The first, I would like to take some stuff back with me and have hired a moving company.
Among the things they say they need for customs:
 Proof of employment abroad.  Proof of residence in Ireland.  Proof you have entered into a purchase agreement or copy of rental / lease agreement.  Proof of employment in Ireland.
The movers weren't any help with these questions at all. I also didn't find anything immediately on the government websites.

1. I need proof of employment both abroad and in Ireland? Or is this just poorly written?
2. I presume a passport is good enough for "proof of residence in Ireland." Is that fair?

Second question:
I keep getting conflicting information about having a US-based job in Ireland and how taxes will work. Will I have to pay both to the US and to Ireland? Or will Ireland give me a break since, you know, virtually all of my paycheck will be going to the Irish economy?

Hello dads!
First time dad here and we would really appreciate your help. Wwe are planning a vacation but I’m completely lost and struggling to find any information about traveling with a baby. Mostly my questions are about logistics and equipment.

1. Flight. How would a 6 month old travel on a plane? In a lap, a car seat?
2. What do we do about the stroller and are there strollers specifically made for travel? Would you recommend some brands and models?
3. Car seat. How do we plan a transfer from an airport to a hotel? It’s either going to be a private shuttle or car rental. Do we need to travel with a car seat just to get to a resort and back to the airport?
4. And how do we check-in all this equipment on a plane? Are there any extra charges for these? Is it considered regular luggage or some special type of luggage?

Any additional tips are welcome. Please shed some light on me and help me plan this vacation.

When I posted to a parent group asking about experience renting out a car for the summer, a woman commented that she'd be interested to rent the car while in my city for a research project. We PMed and discussed dates and rates and all seemed to fit together pretty well. But then she learned that her research grant could not be used to cover a private car rental. I mentioned that we could try to do it through Turo, which had been recommended. I'm curious how much the weekly rate we discussed would balloon on Turo. I suppose I could open up the rental to a stranger, but I'd prefer to rent it to this woman if Turo doesn't charge an exorbitant fee. TLDR>> Has anyone used Turo as a platform to rent directly to a specific person - is that a good idea or a bad idea? (I don't have a profile yet)

Any cross-country movers had success buying (instead of renting) a cargo truck or trailer, then selling after the move was complete? I have the reserve funds to pay cash and hold the equipment until I get a fair price. Also, we haven’t chosen a permanent place to live yet so ownership would give us the flexibility to park the equipment somewhere safe until we’re ready to unpack. Obviously, the cost of rental vs possible net loss from the sale (taxes, tags, insurance, etc.) is a factor, too. I have some legal hacks that I think could supplement these by about 80% - including that I work for an airline and fly for free - which widens the search scope for the best prices. I’m thinking 26 ft. of cargo space should do it, so the questions are: Truck & trailer or attached cab?; Gasoline or diesel?; Which brands/models should I look for and avoid?; What are reliable sources for fair price-points? I won’t buy brand new, but: Newer or older? Please share your thoughts. Contingency-minded ideas are welcome, but experience is valued the most. Thanks!

Good evening!
I'm trying to make enquiries on behalf of my fiancé. She's had a really rough few years and made a passing comment that she'd love to try the beginners show jumping at Derbyshire Country show, its been her dream to showjump again. We have a small but reliable pony, however we, or the yard dont have any transport.
Can anyone recommend any transport or horse box rental close to Ticknall/ south derbyshire please. I appreciate its a busy date.
If youre attending and have the space and we could arrange something, even better!
Many thanks. ,