So, does that put **Una **in Ohio or California?
Sorry, when a post just ends abruptly like that, I have a tendency to assume the worst…
Ah. For the record, my flabbergastedness was in response specifically to Una’s pictures, not to the prospect of Jimmy Hoffa being buried under the house. That was actually my first thought on seeing all that concrete, too. 
Hoffa? Heck no.
Clearly, that’s the last resting place of Judge Crater.
:: flees ::
I’m not sure I’m getting this - a corner of your foundation slumped, so you have workers who are digging under that corner to repair, right? And when they started digging they found out that there was 10 feet of concrete already under that corner?
Yes, that’s pretty much it, except it wasn’t just one corner, it was two corners, and the entire middle span of the house.
I’ve heard of building on a slab, but that’s kind of ridiculous!
When they put the slab in, it was sideways, like a monolith.
Saaaaayyy…
See, I disagree with you here. Mindless drones are no excuse; horrible acts of genocide and other things were carried out by people “just doing their jobs”. People should be rude to TSA screeners and receipt checkers and the like. They are both massive, massive invasions of privacy. Random spot checks for receipts? Fine. Every fucking asshole? Not fine. I find Costco ones extremely quick but others exceptionally tedious and will blow right past them.
Should you be upset about it? of course not, pick and choose your battles of course. But I wouldn’t say you were in the wrong here at all.
ETA:
Right, this too.
We’re just on opposite sides of the “don’t hate the player, hate the game” argument. I say hate the players, you say hate the game. Tis all.
Thanks family. Non-communication strikes again.
This afternoon I was speaking to my older sister and found out that she still had NO IDEA when and where our family Christmas gathering was being held. She had spoken to our younger sister twice earlier in the day, but it was never mentioned. Older sis didn’t ask because she assumed that it was being held at our parent’s house on Christmas Day (the last thing she’d been told weeks ago), but it is being held at younger sister’s house on Christmas Eve. Why younger sister could not and did not mention this at any point is, well… typical family bullshit.
Behold the face of Fat Cat.
http://www.coalgoddess.net/files/Pictures/1012/Life_Sucks_07.jpg
Fat Cat weighs more than 20 pounds. He weighed 24 pounds but has lost weight due to kidney disease.
All that suckitude aside, Fat Cat is a very strong and big cat. He decided to break out of his room where he was kept, muscling a door open which was blocked with a cat barrier, to see what the nice men were doing pouring all that large soupy stuff into the ground. Look, you can walk on it, sort of! It squishes under your feet! Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy! And it makes the nice men and the ulcer-prone Una howl with despair! Awesome!
It’s fun to be a cat!
http://www.coalgoddess.net/files/Pictures/1012/Life_Sucks_08.jpg
It just keeps getting funnier.
BTW, do you have any idea what predated your house on that lot? It might explain some of the weirdnesses.
The best I know is that it was farmland. Right near the border of a windbreak of huge oak trees, which make a line along our back fence.
It begins to look like this happened before and was “fixed” then by, um, throwing concrete at it… :eek:
Lovely cat. I hope, after you finished laughing at his antics ;), you washed his little paws off. That squishy bouncy stuff is pretty toxic and won’t do his kidney disease any favors.
Well, yeah, but “hating the player” means “I only object to the adversarial system when the person accused of a crime did something I really, really don’t like; in which case, I think they should lose all rights.”
If they’re so terrible at it, why are you letting them organize family get-togethers? Why don’t you host or at least coordinate them?
In an “I’m laughing so I don’t start crying” way, I guess. :eek: At least the bright side is that (a) these hefty repairs, while inconvenient, are something you can afford and (b) you have the education and training necessary to recognize all the places shit was getting fucked up. Granted, the *brighter *side would have been to have not needed the repairs and/or gotten a contractor who didn’t need shit pointed out to them like “don’t leave load-bearing things unsupported” and “don’t fill enclosed areas with suffocating gases.” :\
Bad! Cat!
You are correct; sometimes I wish I didn’t know enough about construction because I fretted a lot about things I could not change. Running the engine in my house was really over the top on their part. I’m glad I was there to stop it, otherwise it might have killed our pets. :mad:
I hope they’re covering all the costs on the repairs for the additional problems they caused (e.g., the new cracks)? Are they knocking anything off the other bills for other fuckups like the engine?
Yes, they poured new concrete to repair a driveway which was out of scope of their project, so we did get some compensation. They also re-set doors through the house with carpentry, which also was out of scope, and they did a fantastic cleanup job, which saved me about half a day of work. The cracks sealed up when they jacked the house so it’s hard to price them. They could be covered with a tiny bit of paint and since the house is now on steel anchored to bedrock, they shouldn’t re-open. Overall they did a “good” job, just with some problems along the way. There is one fuck-up which I wish hadn’t been done and which I am negotiating with them about, but I can live with it if I have to. Given how bad it could have been, I guess we’re lucky.
But this was only part 1 of the work…more to come next week.