When I first moved into this downstairs duplex we thought it was perfect. Our upstairs neighbors were nice, the house next door to us was empty. Most of the other houses in the neighborhood were occupied by nice families and were well kept. In the past year this has all gone to hell.
I realized it was the beginning of the end when one rainy day I saw the house next door had a uhaul backed up on the lawn to the front door, mud tire tracks be damned. Dudes in wifebeaters were unloading plastic lawn furniture from the truck into the house. I’d later learn since the bank foreclosed upon the previous owners, these people were able to scoop up the property for 1/3 of the cost of the surrounding property. Unfortunately we just resigned a lease since it wasn’t at the time apparent what our future plans exactly were. Now I have all this to deal with: