Tragedy does build community. Okay, so what is going on in my home isn't a tragedy but it is tough. As much as it sucks that my bedroom is taped off only allowing a tube to reach the gynormous dehumidifier running 24 hours per day in my kitchen. Men in my home in hazmat suits and masks tossing rotten wood out of my window. So here's the deal. The wall was completely saturated as was the floor. They opened the wall, hoping to find some salvagable materials. Nope. The term the water damage restoration guy said wascompost. My walls were compost. He even said there was ivy growing into the walls. Basically I have a forest with a marsh in my bedroom. The cause? At first it was thought to be a pipe that was clogged. That was the case, but it appears to be more than that considering the entire wall was removed. It is more of a weather-proofing issue that is most likely a case of negligence on the part of the developer.
It just seems like things tend to be never-ending. First I lose my job. Then my dog is in the ER. Then mold comes up through the floor-boards and I am stuck on my living room floor for 3 weeks. Now my floors and wall have been ripped out and I still have no idea how this will be paid for and if this will happen again. But on the other hand, I feel like people care. My neighbors come in to check on me and how things are going. I had coffee with a friend who I hadn't seen in over a year to talk about my problems and options. My friends are letting me stay in their home until this all ends. I feel like a lot of people care and they are all trying to help me through this challenge. I love my home and I love my neighborhood but I will never feel comfortable in my own home. I wish there was a way for me to leave, to get out of the purchase. Had I known these problems had occured in the past I would not have been so excited about the unit. One of my friends asked: After all is said and done, what will make you feel whole again? Truthfully I don't think that I could live in this home and feel whole. I will always know that this is where my puppy suffered 9 long months of pneumonia. Where my exhaustion and lethargy ultimately led to my termination from a job. How can I return to my bedroom and relax when I know that it has harmed me and may do so for years. I want to sell and start over. But how?
Thought for the Day
13 years ago
2 comments:
Yay for the awesome friends. :D
Boo for the sucky stuck-in-the-house feeling. I'm right there with you - like a ball and chain that you can't do anything (or much of anything) about. :(
So you're feeling better/healing from lack of mold? And dude, ivy in the walls? Sounds like some crazy Tim Burton movie scene or something...
What's even more. Insurance just decided they will not cover a thing. Delightful. So yes, I believe my HOA will pay for it, but they don't have much $$ either since residents owe over $20,000 in unpaid dues. No one is going to pay my medical bills or Lola's $6,000+. No one will compensate for time lost to deal with this crap making it impossible to really look for work. What about the electric bill from all of these machines running round the clock. AAAAAWWWWWW.
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