Day Three: The Dig Continues
The job is proving more difficult than expected since it’s turning out that just about every utility on the block has a junction right in front of our house. This means that the digging takes a lot longer, as the workers have to take extra care not to hit any other pipes. It’s starting to…
The job is proving more difficult than expected since it’s turning out that just about every utility on the block has a junction right in front of our house. This means that the digging takes a lot longer, as the workers have to take extra care not to hit any other pipes. It’s starting to look like our sprinkler main is leaking underground too. Remind us why we wanted to own a house again?
The Big Dig Is Underway [Brownstoner]
Hang in there Brownstoner :(.
btw-
schadenfreude \SHAHD-n-froy-duh\, noun:
A malicious satisfaction in the misfortunes of others.
oh, my condolences. The people who feel schaudenfreude (spelled correctly or otherwise) in this case are jerks. I hope it comes out ok, Brownstoner– your readers wish you well…
Maybe they will strike oil, and you can move to Beverly, Hills that is!
I feel so bad for you. The same thing happend to my mother in law. Just make sure when they close the hole up they level the ground. Someone “tripped” over the slightly raised ground left after my mother in law’s dilema and they are now suing my MOL. Worst thing is the City and the construction co. will not indemnify her. Really, really sucks. As I am sure you are already doing, take lots of pictures
can you *spell* schadenfreude may be the more pertinent question for anon 11:19.
Poor brownstoner – I bet a lot of homeowners are dealing with the consequences of last week’s rain (our deck above the kitchen started leaking towards the end of last week, in addition to a waste line leak in the basement). Keep posting developments please!
does anyone know if waste line problems beneath the street can be diagnosed before all hell breaks loose?
yuck!! what a major bummer
Can you say schadenfraud?
Sorry Brownstoner. I hate when bad things happen to good people. I’m a new owner too, and sometimes as I walk up and down the sagging stairs and look at the rotting wood on the windows I wonder why I wanted a 100 year old house with 100 year old problems. But then I remember that my first house was new construction and didn’t speak to me. My brownstone has a personality all its own and it is up to me to make peace with it, take care of it, and love it. Now I think of it as a member of my family, warts and all. Hang in there.
Hang in there. We discovered during the recent monsoon that we have a flooding problem as well–one that won’t be easy or inexpensive to solve. . . here’s hoping for better homeowning days ahead all around.