Sunday, August 21, 2016

The Joys of Homeownership - Tell Me What They Are

So, it's been a 3-week pity-party. Verdict is: we need a new roof. Faaaaaaaaaaacccck. So, we'll probably do that in October, and then we won't ever have to think about it again. Now, let's move on.

Let's discuss the other joys of home ownership. Well, we have learned all about the circuit box, certainly. And I've been tackling my weed forest slowly, with aims to do some fall planting for next summer. And you've seen my retro kitchen, so why don't I show you my retro bathroom.

It's yellow. It's kind of adorable, with its mini tub and yellow toilet, sure. Like the kitchen, if this isn't original, it is definitely pre-1960. It's actually impressive that the tile is in as good shape as it is. Though it isn't in great shape and actually we got a credit from the sellers because it is not great in one area.

I actually kind of love the floor though.

And it's the perfect home for Kareem.

Alas, this bathroom is high on the list of things that must go. Not immediately, and certainly not before the roof. But we knew we'd want to put something a little more modern in, maybe with a normal size tub, a different color scheme, and with a shower that doesn't leak in the wall. Say what? Yes, if it's not leaking in my ceiling, it's leaking in my basement, because the shower leaks in the wall. Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.

The funny thing about this leak is that Izzy found it. No-good Izzy! Well, he did good. He likes to follow me into the basement to snoop around, and as I was folding laundry, I saw something had caught his attention.. I went over, and he meowed at me. On closer inspection, he had found a puddle. Good job, Izzy.

Well, let's try to stay positive, ok? Next week we are heading to Toronto and to my family's cottage. It's L's first trip to the cottage, if you can believe it. We haven't been there since August 2012 - before I was even pregnant.  

Oh yeah, did you guys watch The Tragically Hip last night? I did, thanks, internet. I have never been a huge fan, though I do appreciate them and Gord Downie is amazing performer. Thinking back, I've seen them live 4 times, which is impressive for someone who describes them self as "not a huge fan", but their shows are the stuff of legend, you'll agree if you've seen them. I enjoyed last night's performance - I've been thinking about it all day.

Finally, I leave you with this - we've been meaning to buy a kite all summer, and finally found the perfect one: an Izzy kite.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

When it Rains, it Pours

Like, literally: in my living room.

Alt title: Honeymoon is Over.

Anyway, before I get into it, let me take you back to last week, where I joked with my friend about how we don't own a lawnmower. It's on our shopping list, because we do have a lawn, but we've owned this house for about 32 days, and the lawn has not been cut once. So, I joked to my friend that it doesn't matter, there's been no rain and the lawn is dry and dead anyway. Haha!

So, of course the torrential rains start. Downpours here and there. Then Saturday, it rained all day. All friggin day. And as I sat on my couch playing with Snapchat filters - as one does (follow me: thecrabigail), I feel a drip on my leg. Hark! Where does this damned drip come from? I look up, and I see above me this heathen ceiling boob.

These heathen boobs lactating on me. What am I even on about, and apologies to everyone who I've grossed out with that one.

Anyway, as you can see. My roof is leaking. One month after we closed.

When we had our home inspection, the inspector noted some soft spots on this part of the roof. He said we would probably have to replace the roof in a couple years, but that these could be patched easily. We asked the sellers to do this, and they refused, saying there was no leak. No leak, no work, they said. Anyway, we accepted, and here we are with a leak that's probably been stewing for awhile.

To make matters worse/more aggravating/infuriating - it look like this area has been patched (see the different textures of the ceiling - smooth/bumped), suggesting that there was a leak, and that they knew and tried to hide it.

Argh! Writing about it makes me angry all over again!

Trust: I wrote to both our realtor and lawyer. The realtor basically says "tough luck", the lawyer basically is on vacation. I don't think there's anything we can do, I don't think there's any way to prove they patched this and knew. But let it be known, Sellers: a pox on your new house. I wish you ill, you rotten scumbag.

Anyway. I've called a roofer, laid my heart out that I cannot afford a new roof right now and asked them to come and just make it not leak for one year and they laughed and said they would try, so wish me luck.

Otherwise, things have been great. We've been building track shelving, sorting toys, still unpacking, and generally getting there. Also, we bought a car, which is just crazy.

I have a vision now, of making the bedroom a beautiful, relaxing space. I'm bugging H. with paint chips and wallpaper and ideas. I hate waiting, I want to get on this, but will  have to wait and see what the damage (literally and financially) on the room before I dive into that one. Argh!

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