Somebody hand me a tournequit.
And perhaps some Quick Clot.
I'm hemorrhaging money.
I expected, when I bought this house, to have to repair the foundation.
I expected to have to work on the air conditioner.
I expected the repair of the holes in the walls and ceiling (courtesy of the previous residents who were foreclosed on).
I expected the roof repair.
I expected the replacement of every square inch of flooring and counter top.
But now come the plumbing problems. I replaced the clean-out yesterday. I busted a hole through the floor in the kitchen yesterday, and am trying to dig out a sewer leak, exploring where I'm pretty sure the leak will be, instead of paying $580 to use the leak-finder service.
My hand is getting writer's cramp, writing all these checks until the money dries up.