Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

January 30, 2015

Dear Everyone:

Busy week.  Not one, but two Homeowner Association Board meetings, then the CRM Workshop.

About the Associations.  My “community” is one of four that share the same entrance, so we all pay for the road, landscaping and, most important of all, the “guardhouse”.  Note that the “guardhouse” is not, actually, a guardhouse.  Don’t call it a guardhouse.  It’s a “Welcome Center”, where visitors can check in and be admitted provided a Resident has given advance permission.

Furthermore, the people staffing the “Welcome Center” are not “guards”, nor are they “security”.  They’re “privacy officers.”  I was made aware of all this shortly after I bought my current place, when the guy I was paying to paint my new-to-me condo couldn’t get in to do said painting.

So I stopped at the not-a-guardhouse and received some information from the not-a-guard.  Also, a copy-of-a-copy-of-a-copy of a form to fill out for people, like “Jeannie”, who are always welcome.  You can change this list at any time, provided you can remember who you authorized to enter the last time you updated the list.  Also, they want a password which, unlike most passwords these days, is no more than five letters long.

All of this, of course, protects the umbrella association, and through it the four communities, from lawsuits if the wrong someone gets through the gate.  The “privacy officers” will not wrestle your ex-husband to the ground if he tries to get through the gate.  What they will do is call 911.

Nevertheless, when I called the “Welcome Center” one day to let them know that I was expecting someone, the answer was:  “Security, ‘Bob’ speaking.”  Evidently someone forgot to tell “Bob” that he was not “security”, he was “privacy”.

So each community is expected to provide a representative to the umbrella association for the umbrella Board of Directors.  As usual, whoever has time to be on the community association Board tends to wind up on the umbrella Board as well.  So it’s frequently those of us retired people who fill the positions.

On the other hand, it’s a great way to find out what’s going on in the neighborhood and get to vote on important things like what kind of picnic tables to buy and whether or not to replace the aging sycamore trees with flowering pear trees instead.

The only real drawback, apart from meeting at 8:00 in the morning, is when the umbrella association’s meeting falls in the same week as the community association meeting, which is what happened this week.

And the community association meeting, which usually begins at 4:30 and finishes by 5:45, ran a little long this time.  For one thing, “Pyewacket”, one of our Board members, had another meeting of her own to get to, so we started an hour early.  That would have been just peachy if it meant ending early.

But we had a couple of “hearings” this month.  This is what happens when the association sends a resident/owner notice of a complaint, or something, that will result in a fine if they don’t cut out doing whatever it is that they’re doing.  The hearing is their opportunity to respond.

One was a couple who replaced their carpeting with “hardwood” flooring.  This would not be a problem unless the unit involved was upstairs, which this one was.  Then it resulted in a whole lot of noise for the people downstairs.  The couple with the upstairs unit hadn’t even thought about it.  When they replaced the old carpet because someone had allergies, the flooring company recommended something like “hardwood”, or a laminate that looks (and sounds) like real hardwood.  No one thought to look in the Association Rules.

Now they have to replace the new flooring with real (and one hopes hypoallergenic) carpeting.  They were apologetic, as was the property manager who explained The Rules to them.

Next up was The Guy with the Little Barking Dog.  Numerous complaints from neighbors about this guy’s dog, which he keeps out on the patio all day long, while the guy is at work.  The little dog barks.  All day long.  Actually, being a little dog, it yaps, constantly.

Neighbor complained to her landlord who just happens to be “Riley”, one of our association Board.  He went to investigate, to the point of using his cell phone to record, both video and sound, of the little dog barking its little head off.  Letter to Dog Owner.

Dog Owner came to the “hearing”.  Fortunately for all, the unit owner, “Riley,” couldn’t make the meeting.  Dog Owner was antagonistic, without being actively belligerent, but that would have been enough to set “Riley” off.

Property Manager (PM):  You can’t keep a pet on the patio all day.

Dog Owner (DO):  It’s a “rescue dog”.  Implication:  I don’t know where this dog learned its manners, so it’s not my fault.  I keep it outside so it won’t chew up the carpet and all the furniture if I leave it inside.

PM:  Where the dog came from is not the issue.  The Rules state “no keeping animals on the patio all day” (or words to that effect.)

DO:  I don’t know what else I can do.  Unspoken Implication:  I don’t know what to do that won’t require any effort or expense on my part.

PM:  Contact your veterinarian.  Implication:  If you don’t take care of the problem the fines will continue and/or increase.  And that certainly will involve expense on your part.

Which is one reason why the meeting ran on for over three hours.  Busy week.

As for the CRM Workshop?  That will be in next week’s Letter.  In the meantime, everybody pray for rain and lots of snow in the mountains.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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