The Issues With My Landlord, As They Stand.

Back home, I live with my lovely boyfriend Ivan (three years last month!) and our absolutely fabulous roommate Turtle. (I'm not using real names here, it should be noted.)
Ivan and I were having problems with our previous room mates, Turtle was having even worse problems with HER previous room mate, and so it was decided: a three-way split on a nice four-bedroom place.
It had small fix-up issues that needed to be addressed, I'll admit. Some walls needed painting, some ceiling tiles upstairs needed replaced, as did two windows, other tiny problems.
No big thing. Would get fixed soon after move-in.

Cue our move-in. The previous tenants left ALL of their belongings, practically. Well, that was a giant pain in the ass, but we were willing to get it all tossed out if it meant that we could move in as planned.


During the move-in, though, we realized that we had succumbed to a fatal mistake made by all too many D&D players through the years: we failed to check the ceiling - specifically, the bathroom ceiling. Hello, there, black mold spores, we didn't see you there!
No big deal though, right? Scrape the paint, slap some new paint down - the problem would be beautifully solved.

Well, here we are a month and a half after move-in. It took one full month of our landlord resolutely ignoring any attempts at contact on our part before he even acknowledged us... when we threatened to withhold rent money from him unless he would at least call us back.
In the meantime, we discovered a brand new problem when the spring rains finally hit: the attic roof leaks harder than Niagara Falls during downpours.
This is what it took to get him to acknowledge us.
One contractor came through for an estimate, and then... never showed up to work.

This was a week and a half ago, when I had to leave for Delaware. The second contractor showed up last Monday, and did various sundry repairs... but did nothing for the roof, windows, or mold. He claimed they "weren't on the list", or so Ivan and Turtle tell me. When I contacted Sir Landlord about this issue, he told me that he was aware of the windows and roof, and that they were being taken care of in short order... but that the second contractor swore him up and down that the mold had been dealt with.

Curious, I thought to myself, why would Ivan OR Turtle have any reason to fib to me about that?
I asked them to text me pictures of the bathroom ceiling, and I saw the problem straight away. Instead of scraping the old, moldy paint and reapplying a totally fresh layer, Contractor 2 simply decided to put a thin layer of paint over the moldy paint. The mold is still visible through the new paint.

Now, the kicker here: I told Sir Landlord that the mold was our primary concern when we finally got ahold of him, and it's the one thing that he apparently CANNOT get anyone to get done for us.
Now, to be fair, we're paying him 900 dollars a month, and we've been more than patient. If he isn't calling me at some point after dawn to tell me what's being done about this, I am raising hell and a half.