Landlord Nuissance

Sometimes I really hate renting. Our landlord has no concept of time. He needed to put up some insulation on our drop ceiling in our kitchen to hopefully help us retain some of our heat in the winter. So this week apparently is the week of repairs for him. He was up here Monday trying to fix things which we've only been asking him to fix for the past two years. Those aren't complete though. The only thing he completed was fixing the accordion door on our kitchen closet. He took the screen out of our screen door, but he still has that so we can't have our door open without letting bugs in. He's supposed to replace a light in Natalie's room, but that hasn't happened yet and he claims to have ordered a new window for our bedroom which has a tendency to fall right out of the frame.

He was looking to come up and do this insulation in the kitchen today, tomorrow, or Saturday. Today was the only day for me. So after swimming lessons today I came home and told him he could come up at 1 to start that. I asked how long it would be and he said about 3 hours. Okay, so he should be done by 4. Plenty of time for me to cook dinner.

So he comes up half an hour late ready to work or so I think. I had to move stuff out of his way (one thing being my very wobbly microwave cart). He moved the tiles on the ceiling and took some measurements I suppose. He told me that it was more of a problem than he originally thought and would need to get to an area over my fridge, but he would work on the other area first. Good because I wasn't moving the fridge for him. So he leaves without a word. Ceiling tiles are still off and his ladder in the middle of my kitchen with some debris on the floor. Kind of like this...



And here's the ceiling...



He returns at 3:15 finally and says okay the insulation is all cut for that one area now I need to measure the other. So he gets up there and measures and tells me he's going to cut that and he'll be back. That was that. And here's the other part of my ceiling which needs fixing...



My ceiling is exposed and he hasn't actually done anything here. And then I spot him outside doing this...

Bringing in the groceries and not cutting my ceiling insulation.

So now it's after 4 when I had hoped all of this would be done. Joe gets home in an hour or so and I need to get dinner started. However, I'm now going to have to work around all of this mess and surely he will come up either right when I begin cooking or right when we sit down to eat in our mess of a kitchen. Clearly he does not see how much he inconveniences us when he does this stuff. I want the work done, but is it unreasonable of me to not want to sit around all day while he's supposed to be working, but instead is doing nothing? Is it unreasonable of me to not want my kitchen to remain torn up at dinner time when he basically said he'd be out of here by 4 with the job done?