Lock-down Day 176

My Mew-larm went off at five again this morning. He wakes all mippies and I become a trampoline! Every morning!

I couldn't find my phone last night, I was sure I had taken it inside - but I looked everywhere and couldn't find it. I got a call from a friend on the way home, and I was sure I had put the phone back into my pocket afterwards ... it wasn't in the pocket, so surely, I had put it on the bed, as I always do? I looked on the floor as well - no luck. Which led me to believe that I must have forgotten it in the car? Yet, that seemed unlikely ... 

When the alarm went off at half six, I found it under the armchair!

As I was up very early, I enjoyed a nice, large cup of coffee - and was still very early at work! First thing I did was to compose my notice to my current landlord. Compose, not send! First, I want to be sure I have secured a place to move to. Here's my notice:

"Good day, I agree with you that this is not working. Therefore, I will be moving out shortly. Please let me know what you need from me, so that we can part amicably."

Short and sweet. I'm sending this in reply to their mail from last month. Here's what they wrote:

"I have a problem, which I feel I should bring to your attention.

Yesterday afternoon the fire alarm went off, I then went into your apartment to see if there was a problem. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong. But I was shocked to see how dirty and unhygienic your place is. The bathroom throughout was very dirty and cluttered. The apartment also smells very bad. The toilet is so dirty that it can no longer be cleaned, and will have to be replaced. The rest speaks for itself. I'll give you two weeks then I'll come see what it looks like again. If you do not want or can not give your cooperation, I will have to give you notice. Look at the photos from when you moved in, and now, you can imagine for yourself that one cannot live like that. When you said your place is your santury and you like gardening, I thought it might work, but now I doubt it more and more. Think carefully about what you are going to do and send me an email back. 

Thank you for paying regularly and on time every month, I appreciate it."

Nice, eh? By the way, that toilet? Was much worse when I moved in! It may have looked nice last time they used it - but they left it standing, unused, for months on end! THAT's what she's referring to! And the dirt? That's the bird feathers! And yes, it was cluttered with cat toys - what does she expect, that my cats put their toys away after they've finished playing?

I just went back to re-read my blog from that day & the next - just making sure I'm not duplicating. But I hadn't posted their mail before ... I'm being scolded like a child, eh? And remember at the beginning of the lock-down, when I started spring-cleaning? I got shouted at for doing that, too! 

It's now twenty past eleven and I still don't have an answer ... my nerves are absolutely finished ... I've even had a look at the advert again, to see whether he's maybe uploaded photos (which would mean he's looking for another tenant), but it's still the same. I'm just afraid that my credit check may have been a problem. I occasionally receive messages from debt collectors - none of which are ever for anything I know about. I always contact them, though, to clear up the misunderstanding ... they are always very rude and ugly, and never let me know if the matter was resolved. At best, I don't hear from them again ... so ... my head is playing a stream of 'what if' movies right now ...

Right, lunch time, I called the manager! Turns out they're busy with the credit check (told you it would take time to get a result!) and the owner wants references. From previous places where I've stayed. Turns out the tenant before me left with 6 months rent arrears! Being an understanding owner, he offered she could pay what she could afford - and apparently she could afford nothing. Now the owner just wants to prevent being in that situation again ... yeah, that's how it works! One person steps out of line and everyone afterwards has to live with the additional precautions ... Sigh.

Okay, I've just spent over an hour writing my home resume - where I lived, from when till when, who I rented through, their contact details, reason for leaving, etc. I had to look up a lot of details; fortunately, I happen to have a back-up of my PC here at work. Well, a back-up of my documentation. Either way, this won't be finalised today. I'm going to have to wait with my notice ... and I also don't want to jinx it. Yeah, I know it's silly - but I can be quite superstitious on occasion!

As I was driving home, it struck me how the situation between the manager and owner sounds a bit like a game of good-cop-bad-cop! I don't like games ... Well, I've sent my bank statement for the past 3 months as well.

I read a post from yet another desperate person on Facebook this morning. This time, I messaged her. Her post was removed, as it wasn't the right platform ... but frankly, what is the right platform? Well, I may be being played, but I helped.

I tried to start packing, but the tape is really loud. Well, loud enough to be heard next door - and I really don't want heads bobbing through windows to see what I'm doing! I guess I can pack some boxes and tape them shut another time.

All that anxiety is taking its toll on me again. It's only half past seven and I'm about to fall asleep here ... time for bed ...