The electrical inspector came today. Ugh. I do not do well with inspections. They are too much like writing exams. And I hate writing exams. I hate the feeling that someone has authority over me, that I am an object in their dominion and they have the power to decide my fate.
You have to understand, the inspector was a nice enough person, very thorough, and not to be swayed from his mission to ensure the electrical permit was fulfilled to the letter.
However, it was the day after another super tough day, and when he said there was a problem with our ad hoc electrical arrangements for the upstairs, a zone we were not prepared to have inspected, I pretty much had a melt down.
Very luckily, Matt had his wits about him and was able to gather the needed information from the electrical inspector and communicate deficiencies to our electrician. The electrician will be back on Monday. Later that day, the electrician told me this inspector had been giving him a hard time, and they were yet to get a Vancouver wiring job passed on first inspection. *sigh*
All this drama played out after I got home from my month end banking, an errand comprised of drawing money off my credit card to pay our mortgage and make a payment on our account with the contractor. Not the best feeling in the world.
Both Matt and I have been struck, over and over again, at how difficult the renovation process is, and how needlessly stressful it is. It doesn’t seem to matter how hard we worked to prepare for the renovation, to select our contractor, to plan the construction, to work out the design.
But, by far, the role the City plays in the renovation is one that is very difficult to predict or plan, and it is the City that can send costs over threshold, with no consideration for the position it puts the hardworking, conscientious homeowner.
The fact is that old houses need to be fixed up or they will be torn down. Renovating an old house is a perilous journey, not for the faint of heart. Homeowners that are ignorant of the critical elements of the renovation will find their costs skyrocketing with little to show for it.
We do not want to lose this house because we decided to repair it. We are proud of the work we have done on this house. But, wow. Sometimes the only way to cope is to cry, complain, and storm off in a huff. When that time comes, try not to attack the people that are there to help you. Realize it is a system that is difficult for the most seasoned veterans to navigate. As newby homeowners and neophyte renovators, that is the best advice I have.