Frustration is a primary emotion felt by home rehabbers. We read all about it before we bought the Duper Dwelling. We've felt it through some rough patches - the dishonest porch contractor, the frozen and exploding pipes, the nonworking furnace. A couple of weeks ago, we had a disagreement with our electrician that sparked my creativity. I present to you a Christmas poem about our house:
Twas the night before Christmas
and through the money pit
not a creature was stirring
in our big pile of s**t.
The Dupers shivered under blankets in bed
while thoughts of insulation danced in their heads.
The fuse box sat, sprouting odd wires
while they carefully watched for signs of electric fires
When out on the lawn there arose such a pow
I sprang from the bed to see what was happening now.
The streetlight shining right in my eyes
lit up our big Christmas surprise
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear
a code violation for the end of the year.
The well-paid electrician, one of my gripes
did not move the fusebox away from the pipes.
Now plumbing, now electric, now HVAC and gas!
On fixtures, and drywall, and busting your ass!
To the end of the yard and down the rock wall
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
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Now the good news here is that we came to a good agreement with the electrician on how to best handle the situation. So for now the frustration is gone and I'm having that feel-good feeling about our accomplishments. 2010 has been a big year for the house - the landscaping work, new HVAC, insulation, wiring, roof work, and front walkway come to mind. Here's to 2011 bringing us walls and potentially a move upstairs.
Merry Christmas and happy 2011!
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