The dear, sweet ladies who clean our floor came in this morning at 9 to clean up all of my old roommate's linens and stuff.
Unfortunately, as they do not speak a word of English, and as I have moved almost all of my stuff to other side of the room (with the bigger closet), there was quite a lot of confusion, going in and out, ripping things off the walls, trying to throw away my belongings, etc.
They finally brought in a boy to translate and move heavy stuff, clearing up the matter, and I'm now living in a room that is spotless on one half (the side they just cleaned) and a side that is not so (the side I half-cleaned when I moved my stuff over.

Had I known they would be coming in to do that, I wouldn't have moved so early!