Mr. B.O. Is Coming Over

So the landlord called and left a message to that he is replacing the bathroom sinks in our apartment and the people upstairs. I really hate having people I don’t know in my house, especially when I am not there. Something about it really bothers me. I suppose someone will have to take the time off from work when this is done. All I can imagine is someone rummaging through my stuff, snooping around. Geez, maybe he’ll have it done on a Saturday, that way I don’t lose anytime from work.

If he won’t have it done on a Saturday, then I hope I can convince my husband to be there. Our landlord is a little old Italian guy, who is very nice, but he stinks like body order. It’s terrible!! When he comes over to visit, which is not very often, thank god, I have to go outside to talk to him. He just stinks up my entire house and it seems like it never goes away. Boy, I sure am dreading this!!