TWTW - the one with the girls at the shore

Second girls weekend in a row, what what! Change of scenery (shore instead of lake), change of girl crew (knottie girls), same gratitude to have such fabulous women in my life. 

Friday I was at the airport by 7:10 to get Mush (Kristen) and head to the shore. A good use of time in the cell phone waiting lot: painting your nails (Sally Hansen Insta-Dri Ablazing!). We hit Bennie's Bread for breakfast when we got there, waited for AEB (Amanda) to arrive, and hit the beach. 

We got back to the house around 4:30 so I could meet the dishwasher repair-man. Surprise! No repair. The dishwasher (purchased and installed in October) is cracked and needs to be replaced. FYI to those in the market: if you purchase Samsung appliances, they are the only ones who can repair them, and you need to wait a while for them to get around to you. This is not ideal in a rental property, obviously.

We took the Shore Shuttle over to the Deauville, our wedding venue, for drinks & dinner at the Beach Bar. It seemed fitting since I met these ladies on the Knot wedding boards back in 2009. I also wanted to test out the Shore Shuttle in case any renters asked me about it. 

One thing I miss about having cable is not happening upon Dirty Dancing. When we got home, Mush found it, but my brain was too zoned out to stay up for it. Baby...so awkward. I love it.

Saturday morning AEB & I walked down to enjoy the sunrise. 

Then we went home and had coffee with no idea of the shitshow that was about to go down.

I wish there were photos, no, video of this turnover. Alas, there are neither so words will have to suffice for this week's adventures in property management story. The tenants checking out tell me they had a great week but said, "Can I tell you something about the air conditioning?" Please do. And so at 10:10 a.m. with people checking in at 2 I found out I needed to replace two window air units. I was all ahhhhh you should have told me this week, I would have gotten someone to replace them. As in people who were not me and my two girlfriends. Seriously, I would have been up shit's creek if I was down there alone, so I am hugely thankful for my peeps. In short order, we had to get sheets off the beds (tenants paid to use ours), remove towels, and vacuum between sofa cushions. AEB measured the windows and I called Rite Aid, who happily had window units. It's across a busy street and a block away. We go over and are overjoyed to find they are the correct size. How to get them home? AEB has the brilliant plan to use the carts to get these back to my house. On the way, I ran over my toe, AEB almost tipped, and Mush was directing traffic and trying to put out both cart fires while all passerby on foot and in cars were gawking at us. AEB and I hauled them to the second floor, Mush figured out installation. Teamwork makes the dream work. AEB & I removed one old ass leaker to the driveway, then she carried the second new AC to the third floor and I slid the old one in a box down three flights to the driveway. All done, we got the hell out of the cleaning crew's way and sat in silence and sweat and WTFness for a few minutes. I returned the carts to Rite Aid, with my phone in one...of course I left it there and had to go back to get it, and of course someone was using it. I ran around the store until I found it, staggered out looking like a sweaty insane asylum escapee and bummed a smoke off of a teenager. No fucks given, stress relieved. Girls on fire! Bonus: Someone asked if they could have the old ones if they worked even a little bit. Have at it, my friend. 

We got our shit together and strolled down Asbury, making a few purchases, stopping for refreshments, and seeing some questionable items for sale. I'm looking at you, acid wash jean shorts.

It was a lovely afternoon on the beach. Perfect people watching/judging opportunities, good views of Seagulls Gone Wild, good talks, and AEB is even reading my favorites. 

Saturday night boardwalk strolling. I will never understand why people get huge plastic Shriver's taffy things and blow them up and carry them around. They look like inflatable tampons. Faces blacked out to protect the innocent who may not know what tampons are yet.

Sunday sunrise with Mush. I always walk/bike past St. Damien's on the way back home after sunrise and think church...I've just been to mine. I'm usually up for the day at that point with dogs needing to be walked but today I went back to bed and we all slept until after 10. It felt decadent and disorienting all at once.

The girls went to Wawa and AEB brought me back my favorite pepperoni & provolone on a bagel. We strolled the boards and enjoyed the breeze before we left. I did end up getting that sign. 

L.E.H. Soap Company bars on the bottom right

I never get a lot of face time with these women and I'm so happy that we did this weekend!

Weekly food prep is not happening until tomorrow. I don't need lunch today as we have a staff meeting, and I have a breakfast burrito from the freezer and some power breakfast muffins to hold me over until tomorrow.

I came home to a clean house and tidied up yard. MFD rocks. 

How was your weekend?

Linking up with Biana at B Loved Boston for Weekending