Tuesday, January 27, 2015

I Promise Our House Won't Explode!

Yesterday I called the Prince George's County Fire Marshal to see when we could get the house inspected for the homestudy and was told that they could send someone the next day.  Surprise!  So yesterday, after getting a bubble of TB shot under our skin, Doug and I started frantically cleaning and getting our house ready for the inspection.  Doug installed a carbon monoxide detector and another smoke detector.  I cleaned up all the fire hazards (mainly all the clothes on my side of the bedroom) and cleaned both bathrooms.  Doug completely transformed the basement so that we don't have to step over kayaks, bikes, and hockey gear to get to the laundry room.  I vacuumed every inch of floor space!  We made sure our address numbers were at least 5 inches tall, and any window that is higher than 44 inches off the ground was given a step stool.  Last but not least, Doug took time off to be home for the inspection.  And then we didn't pass . . .  Apparently since there is grease on our stove vent, our house could explode at any moment.


Another tricky moment happened when the inspector wanted to see the circuit box, which is in the mother-in-law apartment that is rented out separately.  The family that lives there is very nice, but only the husband speaks English, so we couldn't get access to the circuit breaker because he was at work.  And to top it off, we may need to get a land line in order to be approved.  I'm working with our homestudy agency to see if we can get around that last bit.

We are going to fix the vent and talk to our neighbors, then hopefully the inspector can come back later this week.  If we don't pass next time, I'm installing one of these:


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