Saturday randomness...
Sep. 10th, 2005 01:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mandolinAfter having to listen to him nonstop since Tuesday, I have finally solved the Case of the Loud Cricket Houseguest. Since Tuesday, I've been hearing this constant, incredibly loud cricket chirp when I'm in the kitchen or the back family room, and it's just been driving me CRAZY. I could not find the cricket, although it was clear it was inside the house somewhere. Fortunately, it wasn't in my bedroom or it would have kept me up all night. I can't count the number of times I yelled, "Shut up!" at my back room.
So as I was coming downstairs after showering, I heard the chirping, louder than usual. Normally, this would have merited another "Shut up!" but then I realized what I was standing next to.
The coat closet is right at the landing at the bottom of the stairs. Guess who was stuck inside the coat closet?
I know I sound heartless, but I flushed him.
Three days of having to listen to that, plus the possibility of the cricket swarm in my yard getting in while I tried to humanely eject him from my house (and this has happened - those little buggers make a beeline for my door the second it opens!) pretty much condemned him. Not to mention that he was already injured - the first time I opened the door, he jumped at the door and managed to smash himself against it before I could open it wider. Yes, I have read "The Cricket in Times Square." Sorry, cricket, but you were no Chester.
I need to have a word - SEVERAL words - with Roger at Sunrise Home Inspections. Specifically, on the distinction between a functional and non-functional heating system. According to his report, the old oil burner and the system appeared functional and didn't needed to be checked.
I quote the Petro tech: "How can a system be functional if there's no pressure at all?"
*sigh* So Eileen is looking into getting a plumber to come and replace the damn pressure reduction valve that isn't working. And I need to save up for next year for the $3000-$4000 that a new burner will cost. Gah.
The morning after, I'm not nearly as pissed and frustrated about this as I was when the Petro tech pointed out that the burner wasn't going to work without the valve being replaced.
I do like this house. It's cute. The neighbors are awesome. The location's pretty good. (And given gas prices, I suspect that had I gotten the Sykesville house, I'd be crying over having to drive at least 50 miles a day.) I just don't think I should have bought it what with all the damn things that keep going wrong with it. And these aren't even minor little things, and it won't even have the decency to wait until I've gotten something major fixed before letting me know that something else is wrong. I haven't even gotten to the fixes I knew I had to make when I bought it!
I think I was played when I bought this house. I don't think certain people had my best interests in mind when I was pushed to buy it. And I am NOT going to tiptoe around that opinion with some members of my family anymore.
Okay, I need to go get a shower.
So as I was coming downstairs after showering, I heard the chirping, louder than usual. Normally, this would have merited another "Shut up!" but then I realized what I was standing next to.
The coat closet is right at the landing at the bottom of the stairs. Guess who was stuck inside the coat closet?
I know I sound heartless, but I flushed him.
Three days of having to listen to that, plus the possibility of the cricket swarm in my yard getting in while I tried to humanely eject him from my house (and this has happened - those little buggers make a beeline for my door the second it opens!) pretty much condemned him. Not to mention that he was already injured - the first time I opened the door, he jumped at the door and managed to smash himself against it before I could open it wider. Yes, I have read "The Cricket in Times Square." Sorry, cricket, but you were no Chester.
I need to have a word - SEVERAL words - with Roger at Sunrise Home Inspections. Specifically, on the distinction between a functional and non-functional heating system. According to his report, the old oil burner and the system appeared functional and didn't needed to be checked.
I quote the Petro tech: "How can a system be functional if there's no pressure at all?"
*sigh* So Eileen is looking into getting a plumber to come and replace the damn pressure reduction valve that isn't working. And I need to save up for next year for the $3000-$4000 that a new burner will cost. Gah.
The morning after, I'm not nearly as pissed and frustrated about this as I was when the Petro tech pointed out that the burner wasn't going to work without the valve being replaced.
I do like this house. It's cute. The neighbors are awesome. The location's pretty good. (And given gas prices, I suspect that had I gotten the Sykesville house, I'd be crying over having to drive at least 50 miles a day.) I just don't think I should have bought it what with all the damn things that keep going wrong with it. And these aren't even minor little things, and it won't even have the decency to wait until I've gotten something major fixed before letting me know that something else is wrong. I haven't even gotten to the fixes I knew I had to make when I bought it!
I think I was played when I bought this house. I don't think certain people had my best interests in mind when I was pushed to buy it. And I am NOT going to tiptoe around that opinion with some members of my family anymore.
Okay, I need to go get a shower.
