Posts Tagged ‘Inspector’

Mold… What Mold?


2010
03.11

Day 73 - 18 to go. – Offer has been submitted on our house with the view. No word yet.

 

Ok, so we had the mold retested and the results are in… Whoa! Drastic! The numbers were so much lower than the initial reading, I’m talking by thousands! Even the NOW-baseline (remember, there wasn’t one before) said the Penicillium/Aspergillus spore count was larger outside! WTF? We had to do a double take… What’s going on here? Did the lab guy stick the decimal point in the wrong place or something?

 

The mold inspector guy, who I will now refer to as MIG, had no great explanation for why the numbers were so different except to ask if we had run a house fan, opened windows, or sprayed Lysol. Oh, really… is that all it takes? Spraying Lysol? I could have saved myself $1,500.00 with a $2.00 can of Lysol? Really? Come on… I don’t think so.

 

The MIG then advised us that someone would have to pay for the redone test and his clearance test (yet to come) and wanted to know if he should bill us directly. Hold on, wait… What?!? This was the first mention by anyone that we may be responsible for the cost of further testing. We did not hire this guy and we feel that he should take the matter up with those who had. Why would we hire and pay someone so clearly incompetent? Get someone else to do the clearance test, that’s what I say. Thankfully, our Brit remediation specialist offered to take care of it for us… (for FREE!) In your face inspector dude! However, we don’t know if this is kosher in the Mold World. You know, we have to maintain all those extremely specific regulations and guidelines (being facetious here.)

 

Well, we still needed to have the mold remediated. The count in the basement was still high enough to indicate a “problem”, and my friends… I can see the damn mold! It’s plain as day (now that I know where to look.) And the buyers can see it too! So, the mold was finally taken care of the other day. An entire day of fogging, spraying and then a day of clean-up… OK, done. We now have to get the “after/clearance” test to see if it actually worked, (well… cross those fingers).

 

MIG was trying to accuse us of cleaning the mold ourselves or already having it remediated prior to the second test. Now, why on earth would we do that? Obviously, we would be far better served to show a drastic change after professional remediation than meager results from opened windows and Lysol, don’t you think? We just wanted MIG to do his job correctly the first time and show an outdoor baseline.

 

So, this is what I think happened with the first test. The samples were possibly contaminated by MIG because the air samples were taken after he did physical swabs. Now, I’m not a micro-biologists or anything, but it seems logical that if you swab for mold, scraping it off the surface, some of those spores might end up on your arm, clothes, etc. And then you go and turn on a powerful vacuum to suck in the house air to test that? Don’t you think it might just collect what has gathered on you also? Hell, I do! I think a standard should be set where the air test should always be done before any swabbing. Just using the common sense my parents gave me here folks.

 

What a pain in the ass this whole mold thing has become. I’m sooo sick of it! I’m sick of strange spore names I can’t pronounce! Sick of people traipsing through my home. I so sick of mold, I don’t even want to go near cheese anymore. “Would you like some roquefort on that burger, ma’am?” HELL, NO!

 

But don’t you know… When we buy our new house… I’m having a mold inspection done… A competent one!

The Waiting Place


2010
02.11

Day 45 - 46 to go.

 

I don’t know if you’ve heard, but we’ve had a bit of snow recently here in Baltimore. I can’t believe it, but there is over 44″ outside my window. The world has stopped, cabin fever is setting in and I’m about ready to murder my kids!

 

Here is the bane of my frustration: My life is on hold… with just about everything…The home inspector needs to come back to inspect the exterior of the house, too much snow. The kids have been out of school all week and won’t be back til next Tuesday. They are driving us batty and for a couple who works from home, with them here, we can’t get anything done. I also can’t search for a new home in 44″ of snow. We can’t put an offer in on the foreclosure house we love because our agent is snowed in and can’t get to her office. The bank is closed, so I can’t deposit the checks I have, therefore I can’t pay my bills. I don’t even think the mail system is running. I’m losing it! I… my friends, have entered… The Waiting Place! I have never liked the waiting place, it’s NOT for me. I need life to move! Things to happen! I’m not bored, just utterly frustrated. So, being in this mental state, I thought I’d pay a little homage to the incomparable Dr. Seuss.

 

I’m headed… I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…

 

Waiting for a car to go
or the inspector to come,
or entering escrow
or the mail to come,
or finding out what they know
or the phone to ring,
or the melting of snow
or waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
I seem to be just waiting.

 

Waiting for the potential buyers to bite
or waiting for the power to light a lite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for the appraiser, Jake
or to look for a house, or a Better Break
or a string of emails, or a pair of pants
or an offer to go in, or Another Chance.

 

Everyone is just waiting.

 

NO! That’s not for me!
Somehow I’ll escape all that waiting and staying.
I’m determined to find the bright places where the snow is decaying.
With the For Sale signs flip-flapping, once more I’ll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
I’m SO ready! You see…I need to find a house to buy!

Old Home (Inspection) Week


2010
02.10

Day 44

 

Our home inspection was yesterday. As a bevy of people flooded into my home I began to lose count of them. Let’s see… One buyer’s agent, one buyer, inspector number one, inspector number two, one seller’s agent, one 7 yr. old home from school, one dog, one husband leaving, WAIT… where’s my son, oh that’s right he spent the night out. And a partridge in a pear tree.

 

I took a double take at this cast of characters and some of them looked a tad familiar. Hmmm. The buyer’s agent, not Mr. Bowtie, but a stand-in I know I’ve seen before. Home inspector number one looked familiar to me too. What was going on, was I delving into some sort of past-life experience?

 

My husband had stepped out and wasn’t there for most of the inspection. It wasn’t until he returned a few hours later that we put it all together. Get this…The home inspector was the same guy who flooded my “Cute Little House’s” basement at that Home Inspection and cost me upwards of $5,000.00. See “The Nightmare of the Last House We Sold” Whoa! What a coincidence. Once we pointed this out to him, he turned bright red. Oh-ho-ho, he remembered us alright. “That insane cat lady with the litter down your toilet, right? Oh, man, what a mess!”… Yep, that’s us. It was quite funny to make this oh-so-strange connection. The story then unfolded and was retold to everyone in the room, including our potential buyer. Although, I don’t really think she heard any of it, she was busy redecorating in her mind.

 

Her stand-in agent actually turned out to be a guy who showed us a house in Timonium 3 years ago when we were shopping for this one and before we actually hired another agent. Ooops… Awkward. We ended up buying this house without him after he showed us the Timonium house… twice.

 

The whole situation was quite a hoot which lightened the mold situation a bit! That’s right you heard me MOLD! But not as bad as you may think, but still… it’s MOLD! And I didn’t even know it was there! How long have we been breathing it in? It is located under the stairs to our finished basement. Not on the floor, but on the actual stairs. AARRGHH! Not good. Probably every time we go up and down those stairs we dislodge a few particles. This I’m sure will be some sort of sticking point with the buyers, although, I’m hoping the mental renovating trumps a few tiny spores.

 

Apparently, there is also some sludge on our basement wall by the oil tank. YES, I know it’s there. It was there when we bought the house. It’s there because some underpaid oil delivery man could care less about actually getting every drop of oil in the tank. It’s just something we live with. It’s behind a door. You can’t see it unless you open it. So, hey… Don’t open it!

 

From what I can tell, those are the only real things they could find wrong with my house. I knew it was a good house! Nice, expensive, good house. Yes, I guess you get what you pay for. But I could still be wrong… Home inspector number one might hold his basement flooding embarrassment against us… you never know.

The Appraiser’s Coming Today?


2010
02.08

Day 42 – 49 to go.

 

“The Appraiser is Coming Today?” Are you kidding me!?! This is the message I received while biding my time with 30 other people in the waiting room of my pediatricians office. I knew the Home Inspection was tomorrow, and knew there would be an appointment with the Appraiser sometime in the future, but now?.. Today!?! In 3 hrs!?! The house is a complete disaster! We have been snowed in, the kids are home from school, my daughters bedroom has become her pull-everything-out-and-play-with-it-on-the-floor amusementzone, the dishes are piled high in the sink, mud and dirt from shoveling the driveway is sprawled across my kitchen floor along with every mitten, snowsuit, boot and hat we own. AARRGGHH! I’ve got to get home and clean! NOW!

 

2.5 hrs. later… Phew! I made it. The house is not the cleanest I’ve seen it, but at least it’s presentable. Hopefully we can maintain it thru tomorrow when the Home Inspector invades my home. Of course, wouldn’t you know it, we are expecting yet another foot of snow, so I’ll be spending all my time in line at the grocery store, because… I’m out of milk.

 

Well, here I go again, following my kids around with a dust pan. Just for one more day. I think after tomorrow I’ll finally be in the clear. And we can proceed with our normal messy lives.

Bring on the Inspections


2010
02.05

Day 39 – 52 to go.

 

When you sell your home the buyers expect various inspections to take place. The other day we had the Pest Inspection. This didn’t take too long at all. The guy was here maybe 40 minutes to an hour and the results are in… They are recommending that some repair be done to some wood due to previous termite damage. This is the same report we got when we purchased this house only we decided not to fix the ‘previous termite damage’. And if I’m not mistaken, the house is still standing. Our agent is sure that the home inspector will also bring it up when he is here on Tuesday. It might be something that the buyers will recommend a contractor fix. Hmmm, wonder how much that will cost. But the bottom line… NO PESTS, unless you count my dog, who proceeded to jump all over the inspector.

 

The well inspection was today. This took much longer. The inspector ran a hose outside for what he said could take 3-6 hrs. (ice rink anyone?) and we shouldn’t use the water during that time. Not use the water!? Was he kidding!?! Our kids are home from school (snow day) and no water for 6 hrs? Is he crazy? Well… we survived (and cheated a few times), in the end it only took about 3 hrs, not 6. We did find out our gallons per minute which is over 10! Not too shabby! He took some water back to the lab to be tested. Still waiting to see if we have been slowly poisoning ourselves to death.

 

Home inspection takes place this Tuesday. Think I’ll try for a mark of 10 on the cleanliness scale. Wait, what?.. That’s not part of the Home Inspection? Well, don’t tell my kids that… I’m making them clean their rooms.