Post 3 - Day 1- 11/5/12. "If you think THAT stinks..."
Today was the first day I was off work as a landowner. By today of course, I mean yesterday, as I'm writing this on the 6th. Woke up this morning, called the Health Dept to get things started, and they said they needed to have the old septic tank exposed on the top for inspection. Headed out with the dog, a shovel, and some hiking boots.
One of the former owners was there just picking up a few last minute things before leaving, and showed me where the septic tank was. I started to dig it out, but my shovel broke. I got the name of the guy who installed it initially from the former owner, and gave him a call. He's going to come out tomorrow and expose it for me, and we'll go from there. He seemed a lot more eager than I was to put in a whole new system, but hopefully it won't come to that.
While I was waiting for him to show up, the electric company came out. There's a temporary power pole that is up, fully operational, that they were going to remove. After a quick conversation, they called some superiors, and then told me to just call and have it transferred to my name, and left everything in place. When I called to have it transferred, the girl who answered said "oh no no, it's not that simple honey, we need to do this and this and this...". Another bureaucratic drone, bless her heart, she couldn't be put upon to call anyone above her. So, she's going to call out another guy, who will inspect it (like the first guys already have), then making sure the meter is turned on (it's already on, I have power), and then seeing what needs to be installed (which will be largely dependant on what they rip out) and then letting me give them money. This is a little frustrating because: I've already got power. I just wanted to be a nice guy and pay them for it, but now I feel a bit penalized for doing the right thing.
UPDATE: the guy from the electric company came out today (11/6/12) and said (exactly like the first guys) "Yea, this looks good, just have them transfer it to your name". I explained that he was the second lad to tell me that, and my results on the first time ended up in his visit. He's a nice guy, he's going to call them up and make sure it happens this time. I take back the bad things I was thinking, and even erased an ugly thing I'd written. I need to be more patient, perhaps, and remember that while I am God's Unique Creation, I am 1 of about 4 billion or so of God's Other Unique Creations and be a little more patient. It's a character flaw, I'm working on it. *shrugs* I come by it honestly, ask my father.
In the meantime, in between and around all that, I'm walking the land with the dog to get a good feel. It's really nice. Here's a short video of the view from where the "big house" will be (you'll have to imagine a few less trees blocking the view):
The view is spectacular, which is a big deal to us. This is at the very top of the ridge, slightly on the south side, facing south over the big valley. On the north side of that slope, it's a beautiful old growth hardwoods area that's like a park almost: since it's old growth, there's very little underbrush so it's just beautiful. Especially now in the fall, the reds and oranges are gorgeous.
On the way home, we were both (the dog and I) pretty tired. I had the windows open so the dog could stick her head out, when suddenly there was just this horrible, horrible smell. I thought maybe someone was using some cutting edge new fertilizer or something, so I rolled up the window and it was unbearable. Looked down to see if maybe the dog had found some particularly nauseating new poop to roll in, and she was hiding in the backseat already. Good Lord....
Putting it very nicely, the dog was sick. I'm not even sure what side it came out of, and it very well may have been both all at once, but ...wow. I mean, really, wow. I can't even look at my car without vague feelings of guilt and shame anymore. Just...wow. Do you remember the Seinfeld episode, the one about the car with the smell? Well, if this was that smell, that episode would have ended with them immolating themselves in the vehicle along with the smell to protect the rest of humanity. Seriously, Katie...that's...wow. Just wow. I'm currently trying to decide between bleach, firebomb, or a fast sale to someone who had their nose ripped off in a horrible accident.