Oh, boy, do I understand! I just moved out of the place I'd lived for a couple years, and to be honest, I don't know why I waited that long to get the heck out. One summer the landlord was installing central air/heating, and of course the only entrance to the attic was in my apartment. My closet, to be specific. I don't know how many times I came home to find my stuff from the closet strewn around on the couch, the floor, or just hastily shoved back in there because the workers were too lazy to put it back like I had it. The worst was when I came home to shower and change clothes for my grad school interview, and my apartment was full of strange men. When I asked them why my landlord had not informed me that they would be in there, they responded with, "Well, he doesn't know." He doesn't know?
He doesn't know???? The idea of some random A/C people running around with keys to my place and coming inside without the landlord knowing anything about it did not sit well with me. I wrote a little love letter to my landlord and they paid the first few months of my electric bill (before the A/C was installed, all bills were included in the rent), but I still had to deal with the parade of people going and coming at random. At least they never left the door open, though.
