There has been some "movement" on This Old Foreclosed House.
Lobsterman reported that this morning a very large dumpster was plopped down on the side of the house, and that a HUGE load of dirt was dumped in the driveway.
Then this cute little beast showed up.
Yes, that's a mini cat, which we thought would be used to fish all of the house innards out of the pool... but wait, they have something even more ingenious planned....
Hmm, look at all of this dirt... what could they possibly do with all of this dirt?
You guessed it! They broke up the concrete AROUND the edge of the pool and tossed it into the pool, and now they are filling the debris with dirt. As an added bonus, they also destroyed the red shed (where all of the vermin like to hang out) and threw that in the pool for good measure.
As you may recall, the family that lived there prior to foreclosing had tried to use fill dirt to fill in the craptastic mosquito laden malaria ridden in ground pool, but were shut down because in our county its illegal to fill in an in ground pool by just dumping fill dirt into it.
Well, apparently nobody told the bank this.
This prompted a call to our friend the County Health Inspector, who I'm sure will be very interested in these developments.
I gotta admit... their yard is a LOT bigger than I thought with all the crap covered up, but if I were you... I wouldn't try to plant any trees or anything in the yard, you may be digging up the whole back portion of the house.
P.S. They did cut down that stupid tree that kept leaning into our yard, so... whoot.
P.P.S. They still haven't fixed the damage to our yard where the tree fell over.
P.P.P.S. They even touch our fence and someone's gonna get a size 8 duck boot placed in an uncomfortable area
Just the average life of a woman pretending to be an adult waiting for cookies, buying too many planners, drinking too much coffee and searching for the perfect handbag.
Showing posts with label home improvement. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Sunday, August 22, 2010
SHUT UP!
Ok, so how many new lightbulbs do you put into a light before you decide that the switch is messed up and you'll need an electrician to fix it? (and before all of you "do it yourselfers" leap in and tell me how easy it is, you do realize that I managed to zap myself on the head with a bug zapper, right? Also, I want someone I can sue if my house burns down, I don't want to end up in some stupid youtube video of idiots who burn their own houses down, thank you).
Ok, so about a year ago, I flipped the light switch to the back room where the washer and dryer was and the light blew out. FINE, get a new bulb and replace it, switch.... nothing. CRAP! Get another bulb, screw it in, switch... NOTHING. SONOFA... FINE!
I go tell Lobsterman, who immediately says "well, just put a new bulb in". This started a 15 minute rant about just how stupid do you think I am of course I already put TWO bulbs in, so any moron can see that its the stupid light switch and now I'll have to call an electrician and blah, blah, seriously, really, I mean am I that stupid, good gawd!
Today the other back room light blew. We didn't have bulbs, so I thought... well, there's a perfectly new stupid lightbulb in the socket where the switch is bad, I'll just use that.
I'll pause a minute while you realize that THE FREAKIN BULB DIDN'T WORK!!!
Yep, for a whole freakin year it was the lightbulbs. Went out to buy new ones (note to self: never go to Target the day before school starts), walked into Target, then straight back out of Target because people were fighting over notepads. Went to the grocery store (because I was out of ice cream anyway) and apparently Armageddon or a major snow storm was approaching, as there were no less than 500 people standing in line while my ice cream melted.
Got home, and sure enough... stupid light works back there. I should be happy... but there's this distant nagging voice in the back of my head that a lightbulb made me look really stupid.
So, the lesson here is to try at least 400 lightbulbs before you call an electrician. On the bright side, at least I didn't call an electrician who would have said "duh, all you have to do is put in a new lightbulb" at which point I'd be in jail for shoving the electrician's body in the sump pump hole.
Ok, so about a year ago, I flipped the light switch to the back room where the washer and dryer was and the light blew out. FINE, get a new bulb and replace it, switch.... nothing. CRAP! Get another bulb, screw it in, switch... NOTHING. SONOFA... FINE!
I go tell Lobsterman, who immediately says "well, just put a new bulb in". This started a 15 minute rant about just how stupid do you think I am of course I already put TWO bulbs in, so any moron can see that its the stupid light switch and now I'll have to call an electrician and blah, blah, seriously, really, I mean am I that stupid, good gawd!
Today the other back room light blew. We didn't have bulbs, so I thought... well, there's a perfectly new stupid lightbulb in the socket where the switch is bad, I'll just use that.
I'll pause a minute while you realize that THE FREAKIN BULB DIDN'T WORK!!!
Yep, for a whole freakin year it was the lightbulbs. Went out to buy new ones (note to self: never go to Target the day before school starts), walked into Target, then straight back out of Target because people were fighting over notepads. Went to the grocery store (because I was out of ice cream anyway) and apparently Armageddon or a major snow storm was approaching, as there were no less than 500 people standing in line while my ice cream melted.Got home, and sure enough... stupid light works back there. I should be happy... but there's this distant nagging voice in the back of my head that a lightbulb made me look really stupid.
So, the lesson here is to try at least 400 lightbulbs before you call an electrician. On the bright side, at least I didn't call an electrician who would have said "duh, all you have to do is put in a new lightbulb" at which point I'd be in jail for shoving the electrician's body in the sump pump hole.
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