I hate apartment living

I am so ready to get out of here!
Yesterday I ran to Target to get some gifts for my little cousins. When I get home, there is a fog in the room. I can barely breathe and can't stop coughing. There was a film of paint dust and some paint spots on the dining room table and couch. Plus the film on the coffee table, the floors, and our laptops!
I ran my hand across the table and the dust was all over me. I went to the office and they acted like they didn't know what was going on.
How come they can come in without letting us know? How come it's our problem?

I can't wait to move!