Ah, yes. The basement. That thing we've been putting off for years, that thing we missed in the inspection report given to us before we moved in (19 years ago, mind you), that thing we've tried to deny in hopes that something would happen where we wouldn't have to deal with it.
So much for that. I called a 'we'll pay cash for your house' company and after giving them the details their 'we'll call you back' was a dodge. They never called back. Even they don't want the house. The joys of homeownership.
As one who took years before I purchased an actual cell phone and operated with a voice mailbox and had an actual mailing address only operating with a PO Box, home ownership wasn't something I desired. It was something I wanted because of privacy. No drunken neighbors upstairs, can't hear the couple fights next door, no cops in the middle of the night, just privacy.
Repairs and home improvements? Hadn't given that a single thought. Now, along with the outside of the house which is the root of the problem, the symptoms, those things we overlooked or denied, are costly as well.
The deeper I dig (no pun intended), the more it unfolds what the issues are. We knew so little about owning a home and jumped the gun in preparation that these things didn't unfold until years later. We were just excited to not be in an apartment to start.
The clay pipes are obviously clogged or broken and so the French drain isn't doing what it is supposed to do. The earth is moving over time with the water that just sits and goes nowhere.
Yes, the time has come.
As this goes it would appear we are more or less going to be building a new home.
Join me on the journey. It's going to get interesting.
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