Floor kitchen slate tile

I live in a rental w marmoleum floors in the kitchen. Not being aware of marmoleum care, I scrubbed the floors with a ScrubDaddy sponge/scouring pad which removed the top coat and shows the scrub marks.
What is the best process to fix this? Pics attached shows current condition.

My m150 took a tumble on to a hard tiled floor and now no longer functions. I'm wondering the best way to get the driver out to try and see if it's something I can fix. Doesn't seem to be held in by a retaining ring but also the battery tube is fixed to the head making it more complicated than what I've approached so far.

I started renting a 2 bedroom 1.5 bathroom 1080 square foot, single family home in Pittsburgh pa, the land lord had a deal in wich I paid $X amount of money for the entire home(minus the basement that has a bed and a half bathroom he travels for work and said he would occasionally stay there maybe one weekend out of every 3 month months) and the deal was for 32 months, so i paid the deal and 12 months go by no issues, now he says he is moving into an apartment in cali and wants to renovate the basement into another unit, my question is, is this all legal??? The basement is not very large it has carpet and has a bathroom but that’s it. No separate entry there’s one door into the home that enters into the first floor, no kitchen,no proper ventilation, I have my pregnant wife and 1 child already and with one more on the way, it’s a big safety concern to have an unknown stranger(strangers if they have guests) able to just enter into the rest of the home, not to mention the backyard/driveway that I have maintained out of pocket and all the utilities there’s no way to divided that cost without simply assuming everyone’s share. I entered into this agreement simply thinking I’d have to share my basement one weekend every few months just looking for legal advice.

Hey all -
I just had pipes pulled under my slab to repair a waste water slab leak. The plumber was pretty good and only had to remove a singl ~17x17 square tile in the laundry to pull from for that particular layout. Now I have a week-old concrete patch pegged with rebar in the sides of the hole.
Luckily I have a few tiles leftover from the 2009 flip and want to put one here rather than redoing the entire area with a new uncoupling layer (Note: the original tiles had some sort of polymeric uncoupling layer over the concrete).
I'm expecting that I would need some sort of flexible bonding agent rather than traditional thinset even if the patch shouldn't move since it's pegged with rebar.
Are there any suggestions for the type of bonding agent to use? To get the tile stuck down? Are there such things as semiflexible grout to put in after the tile's down?
Thanks in advance.

I want to install tile in my condo that currently has a LVP flooring. The original flooring was linoleum adhered directly to the concrete - which was partially removed by a prior owner. I am in the process of removing the remaining linoleum using a scrapper, but it is a slow process to get all of the old glue/paper up. I haven't checked, but I'm pretty sure I'll have to use Sika to get the floor level - there appear to be some dips.
My questions:
How much of the old linoleum has to be removed in order for the Sika to properly adhere to the concrete subfloor?
Can I use a solvent to strip the stubborn linoleum? Or will that interfere with the sika bonding to the concrete subfloor?
Is there a better option here that I am not considering? Would it be betteeasier to install 1/4 in backer board to subfloor using screws and quickset, then tiling over that?

Bathroom floor, includes about 18sf curbless shower. For just the work, price expectation for a top notch install of 2" porcelain hex tiles plus grouting? Realize this will differ based on location, but this is in MA. Any comments are welcome.

Infestation is due to poor maintenance of property; specifically, the main pipes burst last month (which caused standing water) and excessive moisture beneath the sink (the handyman they sent to install sink did so incorrectly.) This has led to an overnight explosion of springtails (which are attracted to moisture). Unlike roaches, rats, etc., springtails are not dangerous (i.e. won't bite you), but the stove, countertops, kitchen walls, floor is covered in them and I can't prepare food.
I'm just wondering if this requires the landlord has to address this quickly, or if they still have 30 days. As far as I'm aware, part of a property being inhabitable is that there's a sanitary environment to prepare food. Thanks for any info. I don't mind contacting a housing lawyer, but I wanted to ask this basic question first (if they have 30 days, then I guess they are legally entitled to keep ignoring me for a while, so contacting an attorney won't help).
Also, if I have to throw away food, etc. can I recover this loss? Thank you.

My wife loves the yellow tile(reminds her of her grandmother) and doesn’t want to get rid of it. So I was thinking remove the wall paper and paint a lighter blue. Replace the vanity with a natural wood vanity with white top, replace the toilet with a white toilet. The add some floating natural wood shelves to the walls. No idea what to do with the shower or the floor. I ain’t one who’s know for my style so if anything I said sounds silly lmk and if you have any suggestions I’d love to hear.

Roach questions
Hello, I’ve come across this wonderful subreddit and love the advice that’s been posted on the sticky. I'm sorry for the long post in advance, I just have a few questions before I proceed with a plan. Let me start out with this:
I've found myself infested with what I believe are German cockroaches. The infestation came on very slowly, within a year or two. It went from seeing 2 males, then an instar or nymph, (I’m unsure of the difference) then a female, then a handful of babies. There was a year or two in between the first sighting, then months in between the others, until where I'm at right now, where I've seen a female and a handful of babies.
I've basically made an environment in which cockroaches can thrive. Laziness and depression is the reason, not cleaning dirty dishes and the occasional food falling on the floor and not picking it up right away. I've lived alone for 3 of the 9 years I've been in my place. I've kept it cluttered but not dirty. Then when my boyfriend moved in, I got even lazier because he was also lazy. And with the arguments of who cleans what and when, things got increasingly more cluttered and dirty. My thoughts on all this is, I got hitchhikers from another unit (I live in apartments that are old, built in 1985), then with my lack of cleanliness, inadvertently provided a great environment for cockroaches to thrive in. With this being said, I don't feel like I should be responsible for any other units that may have been infested due to mine being infested. I mention this because of what it states in my lease, which is posted below. Or am I wrong in this? Am I being an asshole?
The lease details, directed pulled from the lease:
It is acknowledged that most pest problems result from the actions of tenants and that such problems often cannot be detected by Owner. Resident acknowledges and warrants that any and all furnishings, clothing, food items, and other materials that are brought into the Premises or upon Owner's property are free from any type of pest infestation including but not limited to bed bugs, mice, lice, and cockroaches. Resident warrants and represents that none of the items brought onto Owner's property or within the Premises have been exposed to such pests and that all such items have been inspected by Resident. Resident agrees that during its tenancy, it warrants to Owner that no infested items will be brought into the Premises or on Owner's property. Resident agrees that it will be responsible for all costs relating to removal, extermination, control, cleanup, and management of pests which are brought in by Resident, its guests, occupants, or others (intentionally or not). Resident further agrees to be responsible for all costs relating to removal, extermination, control, cleanup, and management of pests which exist or whose existence is supported by the actions or inactions of Resident, particularly issues relating to cleanliness and clutter of the Premises. Pests include but are not limited to cockroaches, bed bugs, mice, ants, lice, and moths. Resident agrees to assist in enforcement of this provision by reporting to Owner any violations. Resident agrees to notify Owner immediately of any infestation or sighting of any pests within the Premises. Resident may, upon written approval of Owner, hire any licensed and bonded pest control/extermination company to remedy such infestation but shall notify Owner prior to such company entering the Premises. All costs related to resolution of any pest problem shall be the responsibility of Resident. In the event it is necessary for Owner to obtain pest control for another unit, a whole building, or the entire community, Resident agrees that it will pay its pro-rata share of the costs relating to such pest control regardless of the source of the pest problem and shall be responsible for the full cost if the infestation is a result of Resident's actions or inactions. It is agreed and acknowledged that a pest problem may spread to other units. Failure of Resident to notify Owner and take appropriate action may result in additional units becoming infested. Owner may require that Resident use specific pest control entities. All costs relating to resolution any pest infestation that is caused or exacerbated by Resident shall be paid by Resident. These costs include but are not limited to actual costs of pest control/extermination, loss of rents, replacement of infested/damaged materials, and any such other costs as may be incurred. Violation of this provision is grounds for eviction. Resident agrees that it shall indemnify and hold harmless Owner from any and all damages relating to pests within the Premises; extermination, control or cleanup of pests; damages to personal property from pests; and any and all other damages relating to pests, regardless of their source.
Pet food:
My kitties are currently on a free feed schedule, where I act like the automatic food dispenser and give them their allotted daily recommended amount throughout the day. Should I switch to a strict schedule-only feeding? By that I mean give a small amount of food for a limited amount of time, then take the food away. This would be done multiple times a day.
The refrigerator:
I have an old GE model fridge and I was concerned about going in the back of it. Am I being paranoid about possible shock or electrocution? Should I look up the model online and find out how to open the back, or do I need to even open the back? Maybe I'm overthinking the whole thing.
Cleaning:
Do I go through all the cabinets, spray, and containerize everything? I also have a lot of clutter in the living room, should I also declutter and clean that up? The only places that I've spotted roaches was in the kitchen, bathroom, and the hall outside of the bathroom.
Purchases:
So I buy the 1qt sprayer in the link. As far as purchasing the Alpine WSG, how much should I buy? I have a small apartment, 700-860 sq ft.
Apartment (some of this is repeated, sorry):
So I have an apartment which I rent. I've lived in the same unit for 9 years. Only about a year or two ago I had my first sighting of cockroaches. There were 2 adult males that I found "playing" in the cats litter box. About 6 months to a year goes by, and I find my 2nd sighting. This time a nymph or instar (not sure the difference) in the bathroom. A month or two will go by and I'll find another of the same in the bathroom. Fast forward to now, about 3 months later, I found a female and am now finding a bunch of babies (real small ones). I definitely should've taken action on my first encounter with them, but I hoped it would go away on its own, which of course is silly, now thinking on it.
In my lease, it states that the tenant is responsible for all pest control costs (including damage and pest control to any other units affected), and am required to notify the apartments of any pests. Then they have to have an approved pest control company come out and so on, but I must notify them before they step onto the property. My question is this, I don't believe that the roaches originated in my unit. I admit guilt in making an environment in which they can thrive. If I take care of the problem myself, do I or should I inform the apartments and possibly take on the expenses of additional units infected? I am not in a great situation financially, especially having to take on a new loan recently for a dental expense.

https://oldhousesunder50k.com/?p=200919 Located on a corner lot is this three bedroom, one bath Ohio fixer upper with a wrap-around porch, stone wall, shed and rear deck. The foreclosure has hardwood floors and kitchen island.
https://oldhousesunder50k.com/?p=200919

I've got a wall in my kitchen that is backed up to the ceiling in my stairwell. It is all dead space or insulation filled at the moment. I would like to reclaim some of it for a pantry but am looking for some feedback.
I am chewing on the idea of just opening up the wall and making an opening next to the door we see in my first pic. It would be higher up staring 36-40 inches from the floor and around 28 inches wide.
So a couple of questions: - is there a name for this sort of space, like found in this video https://youtu.be/dGa4cmY9Ar4?si=5t5spXhXCyLj5QA0 - is this a horrible idea and should be left off no matter what for US code or work above the sloped stair drywall ceiling or something else? - would a single box like they red line in my first pic be best for simplicity or is the orange line/smaller steps worth the effort?
Any thoughts here would be appreciated as my wife hates the lack of pantry space but also gets paralyzed/anxious thinking about any of my suggestions to fix add space.
https://www.reddit.comCatoChateau/s/nW1JFYrm3x

As I stepped through the revolving doors of the abandoned department store, a chill ran down my spine. The cavernous space before me was shrouded in shadows, the dim emergency lights casting an eerie glow over the empty shelves and dust-covered floors. This was my new domain, my kingdom of solitude—a place where I could escape the relentless demands of the outside world and lose myself in the quiet solitude of my duties.
I gripped the tattered notebook in my hands, my fingers tracing the cracked leather cover. The manager had entrusted me with its contents, a set of instructions that would govern my every move within these haunting walls. As I flipped the pages, my eyes scanned the hastily scrawled rules, each one more ominous than the last.

1. Never leave your post.
2. Do not venture beyond the first floor.
3. Avoid all contact with the shadows.
4. Do not answer the phone under any circumstances.
5. If you hear a child's laughter, remain silent and still.
6. At precisely 3 AM, you must reset the security system.

A shiver ran through me as I read the last directive. 3 AM—the witching hour, when the veil between the mortal and supernatural worlds grew thin. What unseen forces lurked beyond the confines of this place, waiting to be unleashed if I failed to heed the manager's warnings?
I closed the notebook and tucked it into the pocket of my uniform, taking a deep, steadying breath. This job, this solitary confinement, was exactly what I needed. No more crowds, no more prying eyes, no more reminders of the life I had left behind. Here, in the desolate embrace of this abandoned store, I would find the peace and isolation I craved.
With a resolute nod, I made my way toward the security desk, the worn linoleum tiles creaking beneath my feet. As I settled into the rickety chair, the manager emerged from the shadows. His features were obscured by the gloom, but I could make out his tall, thin frame and the glint of his eyes in the dim light.
"You understand the rules," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Follow them, and you will survive your shift. Fail, and..." He trailed off, a dark chuckle rumbling in his throat.
I swallowed hard, the uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach growing stronger. "I understand," I replied, my own voice sounding foreign and strained in the stillness of the store.
The manager nodded, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. "Good. Then your watch begins." With that, he turned and disappeared back into the shadows, leaving me alone in the cavernous space.
As the echoes of his footsteps faded, a profound silence settled over the store. The air felt heavy, oppressive, as if the very walls were watching, waiting to see if I would follow the rules that had been so painstakingly laid out for me. I shook off the feeling, forcing myself to focus on the task at hand.
I began my rounds, my footsteps echoing eerily in the empty aisles. The store seemed to stretch on endlessly, row after row of abandoned shelves and fixtures, a testament to the relentless march of progress that had left this place behind. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards or the faint hum of the emergency lighting.
As I approached the security desk, I paused, my gaze drawn to the rows of security monitors that lined the wall. Each one displayed a different view of the store, a patchwork of empty corridors and darkened corners. I ran my fingers over the controls, familiarizing myself with the various functions, my mind already cataloging the potential threats and vulnerabilities of this place.
It was going to be a long, lonely shift.
With a heavy sigh, I settled back into the chair, my eyes scanning the monitors for any sign of movement. The minutes ticked by in slow, agonizing silence, and I found myself growing increasingly restless. The shadows seemed to shift and dance at the edges of the screens, and I swore I could hear the faint echo of laughter, like the playful giggles of children.
I shook my head, dismissing the notion as the product of my overactive imagination. This place was abandoned, devoid of life save for the occasional stray animal that wandered in from the outside. There were no children here, no laughter to be heard.
Yet, as the hours wore on, the sensation only grew stronger, a persistent itch at the back of my mind that refused to be ignored. I found myself straining to listen, my heart pounding in my ears as I scanned the monitors for any sign of the source.
Nothing.
With a frustrated sigh, I leaned back in my chair, my gaze drifting to the clock on the wall. 2:55 AM. Just a few more minutes until I would need to reset the security system, as the rules had dictated. I straightened in my seat, steeling myself for the task, fully aware that failure to comply could have dire consequences.
As the clock struck 3, I rose from my chair and made my way to the security panel, my fingers moving with practiced precision to input the necessary codes. The system beeped and whirred to life, the monitors flickering briefly as the reset was completed.
I waited, my breath held in anticipation, but nothing seemed to change. The store remained as silent and still as it had been before, the shadows offering no hint of the ominous forces that may lay beyond.
With a slow exhale, I turned and made my way back to the security desk, the weight of the tattered notebook heavy in my pocket. As I settled back into my chair, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched, that the very walls of this place were scrutinizing my every move.
This was my new reality, my self-imposed exile. And as the dawn slowly crept over the horizon, I knew that I would be forever trapped within the confines of this abandoned department store, beholden to the ominous rules that had been entrusted to me.