So, Linda never called back yesterday. I’m pretty disappointed that she didn’t pull through, as I was getting used to the idea of having her and her dog, (insert my name here), occupy my humble housing space. The prospect of being away for two months was growing on me, too. And secretly, I had this cupid’s notion of hooking her up with my neighbor, James. Isn’t there a saying about the best landlords being matchmakers, too? Or was it womanizers? (For those romantic fiction lovers out there: http://www.amazon.com/Unexpected-Landlord-Harlequin-Romance-Michaels/dp/0373032331)

After 24 hours of not hearing from Linda, I had to move on. I called Jürgen and offered him the place. He gladly accepted.

The deed was done. I would prepare the paperwork for Jürgen and Yari tomorrow, and we would exchange keys and money in four days. It was time to get packing.

– TOH