Kids and Basements...

Image by jer979 via FlickrFor the past few weeks, my two kids have come home from school, disappeared into the basement for 2 hours, and then re-emerged for dinner time.

What is it about basements that attract kids?

Growing up, my brothers and I also cherished the privacy of the basement.

Is it "out of sight" of parents? The feeling that you are 'under ground.'

For the psychologists out there, is there some part of our psyche (a la 'man cave') that cherishes relative seclusion?

The imaginary world they are building is fantastic. I am cherishing this part of parenting.

All because of a basement.

A Sewage Story...

Image via Wikipedia Nothing better than having your main sewer line back up and the basement of your house begin to back up with putrid water.

Yep, so it was.

Not pretty, particulary $600 later after the Roto-Rooter guy [Rema from Burma], (who admittedly worked his butt off snaking the drain) showed me the roots that had gotten into the drain.

The good news, the problem was solved.

The bad news, it's a band-aid on a larger problem.

I'm told that once roots get into the drain, you're looking at only a matter of time before the pipes are totally gone...which requires replacing them (digging up the yard, etc.). Won't be pretty or
cheap.



Anyway, further evidence that owning a home is a never-ending money pit.