I've owned my house for 12 years. In fact, it might be 13 years this August (I'm not really good with dates and time and when things happened). I might KNOW they happened. I just can't always put my finger on the moment it happened.
From what I can recall, I've rented out my basement 6 summers. Traded for two. A total of 8. Which makes sense - I didn't start at the beginning.
Not sure where I actually got the idea. Maybe from a friend of mine whom rented her basement out - her basement though was more like an apartment. Had it's own kitchen. It's own entrance.
My basement had it's own entrance at one point, but that has been changed. Although, I don't think any of the renters ever used that entrance.
As I mentioned last year, I had trouble finding a renter. It seems everyone is renting a room now. More people rent their rooms and basement. NOW, that everyone is doing it, I get a little more skeptical.
Fingers crossed, I've only had good experiences. It was looking for a summer rental, that changed my life into my love for Hawaii.
This summer, my renter from last summer, he referred a friend. A friend whom got the same internship he had last summer. Last years renter sent me an e-mail wanting to know how things were going and telling me the story.
His friend had asked about a place to rent. He replied, "Let me reach out to family I stayed with last summer, they were great. It was a great situation.".
I've never had a summer referral. I didn't even look this time.
The friend of a friend is coming for the summer.
Things are changing this next year. He might be the last summer rental.....
At least in this house.
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