Despite Annette’s glowing reviews, my husband and I didn't enjoy our month-long stay.

Initially, Annette was helpful and charming. She watched our son while we unloaded luggage. She located a Pack and Play. She invited us to Easter dinner. We liked her.

However.

04/21/14: Annette and her assistant, Collette, fought loudly about a car that needed cleaning before a large item could fit inside. I hate fighting. It frightens me. I’m a confrontation-phobic, “peace at any price” type.

04/23/14: Annette accused us of smoking cigarettes in the apartment. We were not. We would never knowingly expose our six month old to second-hand smoke.

04/25/14: As I stepped into my car, Annette appeared with a leashed dog. She demanded I not move my car, as the dog was nervous and might be startled.

04/26/14: Annette accused us of smoking again. She demanded we stop, citing her daughter’s medical problems, which are exacerbated by smoke. Her daughter doesn’t live there.

04/27/14: I lounged on a blanket on the lawn. Collette asked me to move my blanket to another area. I did. Annette made a loud noise of disgust when she saw me. We received a letter soon afterward, telling us to stay off the lawn entirely and not smoke anywhere on her property.

04/29/14: Annette told us not to leave our basket by the washer because it smelled like dirty baby laundry. Since the dryer never worked, and we were tired of carrying our wet laundry up two flights of stairs, we decided to patronize a laundromat.

05/04/14: Annette said our three cats were a problem because her grandson is allergic. The apartment was advertised as pet-friendly, and her grandson doesn’t live there. She demanded we fastidiously vacuum the floors and furniture and said she would provide us with “nice blankets” to cover the furniture.

05/07/14: Around 12:30 am, Annette yelled beneath my bedroom window for ten minutes for her six dogs to come inside.

05/11/14: Annette accused us of smoking again. She demanded we stop and asked me to imagine her daughter’s terrible medical maladies befalling my son. I prefer not to imagine such things, particularly under repeated accusatory circumstances.

05/12/14: Annette gave us the "nice blankets:” three ripped sheets and a piece of dragonfly fabric. She remarked that her dogs were having trouble adjusting to her new cat. I guess her grandson is only allergic to my cats.

05/13/14: Annette was very nice to us. She bought us a wonderful baby teething toy. She offered to take us to a children's museum. We were willing to accept her renewed congeniality, and we probably would have moved out peacefully and left a short review about the apartment having no curtains and the dryer not working, until she said one last thing.

She saw the flowers my husband bought me for Mother's Day and accused him of stealing them from her garden. I can’t think of a worse insult to a husband and father.

Learn from my fail. Don’t stay here.