Thursday, May 20, 2004

 
Since we have moved into our new house:

1) We destroyed a wall by trying to remove 50+ year old wallpaper.

2) A clog somewhere in time resulted in the laundry room sinks and the washer spewing water all over the basement. Oh, and the basement smelled like the roast beef I had put down the garbage disposal. $60 to the plumber from A.B. May.

3) A few days later, the wicked clog came back and there was broccoli on the basement floor that somehow came out of the laundry room sinks and the washer. Top-dog hates vegetables, but decided that if the broccoli had been through the same pipes as the roast beef then it was probably worth eating off of the floor. In fact, it was so delicious that she thought she'd roll around in it, as well.

4) We tear up carpet to expose the hardwood floors that are throughout the house. The problem? There are hardwoods throughout the entire house EXCEPT in the family room. Time to go carpet shopping.

5) Carpet is more expensive than we had expected. It will be installed in four weeks. Oops, our name somehow got deleted from their system. Make that six weeks.

6) The air conditioner works, but the fan doesn't. I paid the A.B. May man $60 to put on a $3 part, but now we have AC.

7) It rains 4 inches in one night. We could go swimming in the garage. And it stinks, too. Sump pump? What sump pump? We have a sump pump? Oh, it must not work!

8) Pay the A.B. May man $60 to tell us that our sump pump was improperly installed. Sorry, that's just not covered under the home warranty.

9) Now it's hot AND humid. Let's try out that newly working AC! Now the fan works, but the AC is broken. I haven't buckled and called A.B. May yet. $60 is starting to feel like a lot of money.

Is this why everyone is so gung-ho to buy a house? I don't see the silver lining here. The floors are torn up, the couch is in the kitchen, we have to cross our fingers every time we do a load of laundry or use the garbage disposal, the garage is full of smelly muck, and it is HOT IN HERE!!

It's not much, but it's ours. Our own little smelly dump. Home.

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