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New home, new headaches

Finally got in to the new home and now we're sore from cleaning. Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. Cleaned all the cupboards and appliances in the kitchen. Cleaned the bedrooms. Amanda spent all Sunday cleaning every teeny tiny surface in the upstairs bathroom, turning the brown bathtub white, and pulling a cat's worth of hair out of the drain. Eww.

Now we're on to any renovations that need to be done before moving in.

We had a friend of the family come in to give us an estimate for turning a makeshift closet in the laundry room back into the wall it once was ... plus take down some eyesore wood panelling, patch up this 'n that, and do some other cosmetic whatsits. Estimate: $2500 for labour, plus materials.

We had a guy from Sears come in to check out the HRV -- heat recovery ventilator, which is like an air exchanger that saves the heat as it refreshes the air -- after the home inspector noticed some damage and said it had been running without a filter.

Big surprising news here -- our HRV was a model that was recalled because it burned down a few houses. The service guy disconnected it right away and suggested spending $2500 on a new model. Not only that, he says the air vent in the kitchen is full of mould. Maybe that explains the funky smell we keep noticing there and in the bathroom. It's not sewer gas.

So, there's $5000+ we were not counting on spending, right off the bat. Cindy and the others were certainly right when they warned things would pop up that we weren't expecting.

Oh, on the good-news side -- a guy is coming in on Wednesday to start fishing through the house to add Cat6 cable for high-speed networking, VOIP, in-house audio etc. *That* price is more reasonable and affordable.

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  1. Scott.
    Sorry ... but just think, you bought it under market value and have added value.

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