Something I Could Never Do

Originally posted Nov. 3, 2005

Yesterday I attended our home inspection, which was an eye-opening experience. I realized I could never be a home inspector. Why?

Because I hate that area under the sink.

You know the one I'm talking about...that nasty, disgusting, Bermuda Triangle zone that lurks behind a seemingly innocuous cupboard. "Oh look," you think. "I bet it's not bad under there. Look how nice that cabinet is on the outside."

Uh-uh, don't believe it, people! Even if the house is NEW, that area is a strictly off-limits to the common man. It takes a professional to go there. That is the land of wet, decaying sponges. It is the nation of musk! We're talking about the planet of damp!! Stay away. In fact, seal those cabinet doors shut. You shouldn't be going in there.

The dude also crawled around in the bathroom, tinkered with the toilets, banged on tiles...probably the least dirty thing he did was run the oven and appliances.

So, to my home inspector, I admire you. You go places no person should go. And, we got a good inspection.