A quickie update. I don't have a lot of details because SD has blocked dear old dad from her phone, but the BF called for some instructions on behalf of the SF who is there attempting to install carpet. I heard DH tell him something about renting a carpet stretcher if they could get one on a Sunday. I'll bet he's just thrilled to death. No word yet on who paid for the carpet or if the complex is going to let it pass or not.

Oh, and the dog has gone to live with bio-mom and SF. Seems that SD doesn't want the dog in her new place. LOL

Well, she's unblocked DH long enough to call and say, "The carpet is in. No thanks to you. I need you to give me $200 so I can put the money I had to spend back in my account." DH said, "I'm glad you got that taken care of, but I'm not giving you money for that. You can use the money you get back for the security deposit to replace what you spent if you get any of it back." Then the SHTF.

"What do you mean, IF I get it back? They HAVE to give it back!" DH tried to tell her that they still may not accept her replacement job, and that if they didn't, it was all on her. That set her off, and another cuss fit ensued. He's a worthless father that's never done anything for her. He doesn't love her. He needs to stay away from her. Here's my favorite, "You just keep putting money in my account every week, and dont ever speak to me again!" (lol...this isn't the first time he's heard any of this.)

To be continued after the complex does their inspection tomorrow.

AND the drama began at EXACTLY 8:07 AM. The final verdict came in just 15 minutes ago. For the short answer of what happened, skip to the bottom of this post. For the sordid details, read on.

Hubby was finishing up his morning coffee and getting ready to leave for work when his phone rang. SD was hysterical. Screaming, crying, and hyperventilating so bad that DH couldn't understand what was going on. He was up on his feet with a deer in the headlights look in his eyes. He said later that he initially thought someone had died because she was such a wreck. After he finally gets her calmed down enough to understand her, he said that all he really got out of the call was that the apartment manager had found out about the dog and the carpet, was going to charge her "a million dollars" (SD's exaggeration, not mine) for a pet deposit and damages, and wanted to do her inspection right then instead of waiting for their 2:00 PM appointment. DH told SD to sit tight and got the number of the apartment manager and said that he would call her so he could get some details that he could understand.

Well, it turns out that a neighbor, that lives in the same building as SD, saw the carpet coming in and going out. This same neighbor is friendly with the apartment manager, and they saw each other Sunday night. The neighbor was curious if they were replacing the carpet in all of the units, or just that one, because of the dog. The manager admitted to being very confused because she had no idea that carpet was being replaced or that a dog had been in that unit. Because a dog had been in the unit without notifying the management, there would be an additional $300 pet deposit that would be owed, and she was anxious to evaluate any additional damage to the unit as soon as possible. She said that SD could either meet her at the apartment at 9:00 AM or she was entering the unit without her to do her inspection. DH really turned on the charm. You could practically hear him cooing to her, and he got so friendly with her, I wondered if he was about to ask her out with me sitting on the other end of the sofa! He got her to agree to call him before making any final decisions, and he assured her that SD would be at the apartment to take care of her mess no later than 9:15. (It was 10 til 9 at this point.) FOR THIS TO BE SD'S MESS TO TAKE CARE OF, HE SURE DID GET AWFULLY INVOLVED IN MY OPINION.

We both had to run out the door for work. So I wasn't there to witness the conversation that ensued between DH and SD, but he tells me that she was suddenly willing to bury the attitude that she's been sporting all weekend and go meet the lady like she was told. So, she met the manager at the apartment and she did her walk thru. The manager was satisfied with the quality of the carpet that they had installed, but wasn't happy with the installation job and had to contact her maintenance crew to come take a look at it before she would make a final decision about the damages due.

The maintenance guy showed up, as promised, and decided that the carpet hadn't been stretched properly. When the manager called DH back, she told him that she was going to waive the $300 pet deposit and that she wasn't going to charge any extra for the maintenance guy stretching the carpet, but that she would not be getting any of the security deposit back because of having a pet, and not disclosing it, and some other non-dog related damages. DH thought that was more than fair under the circumstances and thanked her for everything she'd done. SD apparently had a fit because the security deposit was gone, but she didn't ask DH for more money (at least, not yet).

And so the saga of the carpet has drawn to a close. I hope that SD learned something from this. It has cost her $200 for carpet and supplies and a $400 security deposit. DH didn't fold on the money part, but he did lend a hand by schmoozing the apartment manager. Most of all, I hope DH learned that he CAN say NO to the precious little darling!