We have had this house for about a month now, and already it’s falling apart. I thought it was already a fallen-apart house, but it’s falling apart even more. Mainly, my new neighbor tells me a tinaco on the roof is leaking water into her yard, and mine. Mérida is already wetter than it normally is this time of year, and now I’m contributing to the problem. Possibly the city water feeding in won’t stop because of a faulty valve. I’m not ready for news like this yet.
Was I supposed to get a property manager already? I have put out some feelers, and I have some prices and services to compare, but I wasn’t going to really get around to this until next month maybe. Well, now is the time. We need someone down there, paid to be our eyes and ears. One of the prospective managers promises to send you photos twice a month so you can see what you’re missing. I like that.
Our fast-approaching trip is well timed. I need to get my house in order, and pronto!