Of this blog, that is. It used to serve some purpose. But I have no interest of using it to highlight the adventures of home repair gaffs from a person devoid of any skills in that area. My life remains in a flux. I have a trifecta of basement issues at the moment in addition to retaining wall issues and yard maintenance.
The yard maintenance is the most time consuming. Basically where I live is a rain forest. It is in the Smokey Mountains along the Blue Ridge Parkway in the western part of North Carolina. It is WET and MUGGY here. Average humidity for this time of year is about 90%, I rarely see it below 85%. Everything, and I mean everything, here grows, and it grows fast. You can clear a patch of weeds one morning and come out the next morning and – there they are, back again. My property is one giant hill that has to be mowed (all of it says City Hall in a letter I received last month). This takes a good three hours including clean up of trimmings. And then there is the weed whipping, weed pulling, hedge trimming (I’m removing these time-consuming bastards next year). Then there is the continuing removal of the English Ivy that these ignoramuses planted some thirty years ago and simply let crawl up the building’s side and into the basement. There is also the repair of the brick and mortar damage done by the ivy. And the retaining wall damage done by same ivy.
Then there are the constant issues that come up with the genius idea of owning an eighty-eight year-old house. This is broken, or rotted, or busted, etc.
Some of it is one-time stuff. The previous owners installed carpet over beautiful hardwood floors sometime in the (we estimate) 60’s (and judging by it’s state the early sixties). The carpet is in deplorable condition, baffled, matted, and filthy. But we only had to get rid of it once. The crappy wallpaper (cuz – 70’s ya know) only has to be taken down once.
A company came out and examined the duct work we want removed in the basement and found that the tape used is asbestos and has to be removed. They said they had been here before and told the previous owner about it. That means they did not disclose it on sale. These are the same assholes who had their ninety-four year old mother living alone in the house with a smoke alarm that was wire powered (as opposed to battery powered) hooked up to…nothing.
The company said they require adequate water pressure for the asbestos removal – which we do not have. It comes out strong and then reduces to a dribble. Although the shower seems to work fine… The asbestos removal has to happen before they can take the duct work, which has to be done before the joist work (because the home inspector we had made no mention of any structural defects – I believe he was paid off by the previous owners) and now I guess I need to get a plumber in there before any of that starts.
Apartments may leave you with nothing in the end, but you have peace of mind all the way through!
And as it stands, I make it here about every six weeks and I make it to the writing almost twice as long in-between as that – if I am lucky!