That Landlord’s on my Mind
Dear  [Lynn],
You’re a sweetie. 
Just figuring out the day here. Another busy one. But I am making lots of headway here in the office – paid all pending bills, filed papers, emptied the trash, and so on. I love a clean, organized place.
Gray here. Probably around 68 degrees. However, it is not raining currently although it looks like it might any minute. 
Sorry I was a little gruff last night. Obviously, I have not yet learned how to completely separate my business life (work and the landlord) from my personal / social life (you, Mom, and Curt). I’m working on it, and pondering the issue a great deal. I was kind of ticked off even before you called because of everything that happened yesterday. This is the first time in my life that a blemish has appeared on my credit report. True, it probably isn’t any big deal. But you know how first-time-experiences are often exaggeratedly traumatic. This one is likely no exception. I’ll get comfortable with the idea presently.
Plus, I was just upset at having to do all this work to prepare to defend myself against this landlord. Why are they being such jerks? And to make the case more solid, I have to get some data from the Philly police department about when they were called about the [neighbors'] noise, and the fire dept about how many alarms were turned in for the noisy apartment during 1998 and 1999. This is all new ground – never prepared a court case before. And I’ve just never been comfortable taking on too many new things at once. And right now, I’m seriously overwhelmed.
Sorry if you were caught in the wake of all this last night. You have been tremendously supportive over the months and I didn’t mean to suggest otherwise. You were probably right last night when you suggested that I might have been over reacting to Mom’s yelling. But you just happened to say it at the wrong time. Anyway, it’s alright now.
Well, must get to work. Talk to you later.
Tom Hesley