How Worried Should I be.....

...That I STILL have not heard ANYTHING from Mr. Landlord?  It's been a full month since I sent off our notice.  At first I worried he didn't "get" the email.  But he did because he told the man next door we are leaving.

I followed up earlier this week with another email explaining we need to connect because we haven't provided rent for this month.  When we signed the lease we provided 12 cheques for the year and they ended in May.  Granted, he already has our "security deposit" which is equal to a month of rent, but we are not supposed to see that money until we move out and he confirms we haven't trashed the joint (ha)!

I'm totally confused. 

1.  Why is he not all over the rent thing?
2.  Why hasn't he been interested in showing the house to new potential tenants?

I'm convinced more is going on here than meets the eye.

I think I will call him later and see if he picks up.....

Anyway, on a lighter note we picked up the keys last night to the new house!  In addition, we attended a kindergarten orientation at Buddy's new school.  We are very happy with the school, the staff, the new house and we are so happy that everything has come together this way.

This weekend will be a busy one.  We plan to do 3-4 trailer loads of stuff from old to new house.  Luckily the new house was professionally cleaned so we don't have to lift a finger in that regard and just focus on moving :)

Happy Friday!!!

ETA:  On a sidenote - it is clear that both Super Husband and I are really paranoid about The Trolls.  This was highlighted this morning when Super Husband left for work and then 2 minutes later reappeared at the door.  When I asked what was wrong he requested I come out to the car and tell him if I thought it "smelled like smoke".  He was convinced that The Trolls broke into the car and left their stank behind.  He then proceeded to obsess that his seat wasn't in the correct position and had been tampered with.  In the end, I confirmed I smelled no smoke.  Only coffee thanks to the Big Gulp sized mug of it he had crammed into the console.  Satisfied, he went on his way.