I’m so sad for you.I had a hell of a day... first of all, I got my bathrooms ceiling drywalled this morning... then proceeded to clean the hot tub and area around it, so we can sell it. Met up with the people, and made a deal...
I had a big ass tarp sitting in a bundled mess in my backyard all winter. Finally had some nice weather today, after cleaning the hot tub, so I flattened it out, dried it, and folded it then put it away.
Was beginning to be a good day. Getting lots done, and making progress in the basement.
when we bought the house, we ended up takin on water in the basement. Fixed it, or so I thought. Then last summer when we were in the hospital for the birth of our second daughter. I went home to check on things and to find water in the basement again...
Well, I was certain the problem was fixed. So I started fixing up the basement.
got it to the point where I’m damn near ready to put paint on the walls in the laundry room.
Now let me say, I’m not looking for any pity, or am I trying to cry “poor me” of any kind, or make you guys feel bad for me. I’m just looking to vent. I’m just so damn depleted. Defeated, and beat down.
Two steps forward, and ten steps back.
I went down stairs tonight to check on things, and there’s water in the basement again...
behind walls, in the laundry room, and in the bathroom. As I found a puddle on the bathroom floor coming from behind the wall. The dryer was soaked, and the brand new sheet of drywall behind the dryer that I’ve been fighting with for a while, putting it on the wall, taking it back off to try and get my dryer vent properly done, then put the sheet back on. Well now it’s a soggy wet sheet of drywall.
Im beyond frustrated with this all. Absolutely gutted.
You know, I think when you get smashed wth one fuck up after another you absolutely need a hug and a poor you and some basic kindness and understanding. Bad stuff happens to good people, and sometimes it just feels like you are drowning in bad luck. That’s not a Pity Party, that’s just needing basic human kindness.
I‘m frustrated and gutted for you too. I’m glad you have a group of merry mischievous misfits like us to catch you when you’re having shit luck and need a friend.
I have to say I’m mighty impressed you had the skills to fix it the first time. Nothing sexier than a handyman whose actually handy
I‘m sending you good luck, laugher and positive vibes, and I’m cheering you for your second rebuild!
For you —>