LANDLORDHOOD

It's official- for those who don't already know, today is the day we officially enter into landlord-hood, and that adjacent fantasy get-rich-quick (not) realm of "real estate investing." Or rather, we tried to sell our house for 3 years and for various reasons couldn't, and little girl isn't getting any smaller, so measures had to be taken.
We did most of the final clean-up this morning on my way to work, and tomorrow we'll do the walk-through and handing over of keys to our new, superstar tenants and kick off the new year in style.
I'm going to focus on what amazing luck we've had in finding these great tenants, at the price we wanted, rather than the glitches encountered along the way, like the fact the flooring guys were supposed to be completely done the Friday before Christmas but instead RIGHT NOW, AS I TYPE THIS are finally applying the last coat of varnish/sealer/ whatever the fuck it is I don't care if it's toxic waste, I don't live there anymore!!!
Also an amazing bit of luck that our tenants took their time getting out here and are now staying with friends in Boulder for the night, because their furniture won't get here til tomorrow anyway... which gives the varnish time to dry, and PHEWW we dodge the whole inevitable-neighbors-throwing-their-New-Year's-Rockin-Eve party-the-first-night-our-nice-tenants-get-into-town-perhaps-prompting-them-to-change-their minds - and-move-out-immediately-bullet.
Phew. That was close.
But anyway, before I get started on another rant, I wanted to post this link to a clip of Will Farrell's daughter as his landlord- she's about the same age as 'ella in this clip, and so , inspired by this , we're pretty sure we're going to leave any rent collection/ confrontative type issues up to her from now on. :)
http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/74