Sometimes I think he does this stuff on purpose
My landlord stopped by last night at 11. I was getting ready for bed, because, hello, I get up at 6:30. Turns out there is an appraiser looking at the building today at 10AM, and he "just found out about it."
I am the first to admit that I'm not the best housekeeper, but I've been especially lax lately, what with school, and depression, and so on. I've been meaning to really give the place a good scrubbing, but as with so many things, I keep putting it off. So, instead of going to bed, as I was so ready to do, I had to stay up most of the night cleaning my apartment like a crazy person. It was especially fun since I'm out of most cleaning supplies (surface cleaner, paper towels, garbage bags, etc.)
Good times.