|The Ice Cream Deck has finally broken their silence|
The beginning of the end was when lease negotiations with the Deck fell apart in early May. They insisted on a provision that allowed them two years to purchase 50% interest in my building, stating “it needs to be in here as part of the consideration for the lease agreement” meaning that they would not sign the lease we’d been working on unless I agreed to sell them half of my building. I declined to agree with the provision, and they refused to sign the new lease I had my attorney draw up.
They have known since mid-June that they would need to leave by August 31. The above notice, posted outside their door yesterday, is the first public announcement I have seen. The wording is optimistic. I suppose that they thought it was not in their best interest to mention the havoc, expense, and emotional turmoil that they have caused by not leaving when I terminated their lease. By giving them over 60 days notice, rather than the 7 days required by law, my act of kindness was rewarded with them refusing to leave, which forced me to pursue legal action to evict them.
I was awarded the Writ of Possession Monday to reclaim the part of my building that they seized, and if they have not completely vacated by 1:00 on Friday, September 26, the Sheriff’s Dept will change the locks and physically remove them from the premises.
The last 24 days have been torture. They have remained in my building and open for business, in my face, every single day. This has been the eviction process. And this has been legal.
I will be overjoyed to be rid of them.
I am choosing peace over conflict.
I am choosing light over darkness.
I am choosing love over hate and fear.