The house is in disrepair. When entering thereâs an evident musty smell, which, unfortunately, upon our return home, was stuck to all of our clothes. Master bedroom, one ceiling fan blade was missing a screw and hanging by the remaining screw, we took the blade off so it didnât go flying across the room. Master bathroom, faucet comes out of the wall when you engage the pull on the shower. Tiles are loose along the tub. Lots of used stuff in the cabinets like toothbrushes, nail polish. Back bedroom, every possible drawer space filled with sheets, blankets, even a rug. Nowhere to put clothes. In the second bathroom sometimes the shower worked and sometimes it didnât. In the bathroom cabinet, there was a hairbrush sitting on the shelf chock full of somebodyâs hair. In the kitchen, there were puddles of grease caught in the inserts below the stove elements and we were afraid of causing a fire so we really didnât use the stove too much. Plus the read out on the stove was cracked and pushed in with exposed wiring. It has the feeling of staying in somebodyâs full time house with all their personal stuff around. And they are not making the necessary repairs and standard maintenance needed. None of these things were recent, you could tell things have been broken for a while. Saving grace was beds were comfortable.