inspections

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in terms of the kitchen remodel we are still waiting on like five pieces of trim and the door of one cabinet. so we’re to the final details phase. which means the electrical and plumbing inspectors from the town have to come by.

the plumbing inspector came by and was super friendly and funny and was like “i guess i gotta run some water, i’ll feel silly if i don’t and there was a problem, but mostly i mean, if there was a problem you’d probably have noticed right?” and i was like yeah fair enough, wanna look at the gas lines they moved? and he was like oh i guess i will, sure. Super low-key.

The electrical inspector was similarly chill but he looked grimly up at the smoke detector they’d put up in not the place I’d expected them to, and said “that’s. not where that goes.” I said “it goes off all the time” and he was like “yeah it’s way too close to the stove, I would not have put it there. But the problem is, you need there to be a carbon monoxide sensor within fifteen feet of your bedrooms, and the closer bedroom is seventeen feet that way.”

Sure enough. It’s the right kind of smoke detector but it’s in the wrong place.

I looked up the manufacturer’s instructions and they say to put it 20 feet from the main cooking appliance. Ten if that’s not possible, but preferably 20. I measured, and it’s eight feet from the stove. I can’t get emojis to insert but this is the upside-down smiley, right here.

So the hallway location would have been completely fine for that, and in fact better. And that’s where I had pointed out that they should put it, and that’s where Jim had said they’d put it, and it’s where I fully believed they were putting it until they finished the job.

So I’m displeased and have to psych myself up to call Jim and break the news to him, that it’s not just that I could put another sensor up and be good– the one they put in is just plain in the wrong place. I don’t know if they can properly move it, they hard-wired the communication wire to the basement alarm, and I don’t know if they can fish that through the ceiling that direction. (They can’t, I’m one thousand percent sure the joists go the other way.)

But the alarm they installed, which cost me extra outside of the five figures of work done on the kitchen, is incorrectly located, and meets neither the manufacturer’s guidelines nor town building codes. So I gotta put my big girl panties on and complain about that. I’d been preparing myself to just suck it up and set the smoke detector off every time I cooked but realizing that it’s absolutely not supposed to be there has removed my last shred of putting up with that shit.

Hell fucking no. Now, how to say that nicely???? deep breath I can do it. Polite but firm.

On another note– I went out of town for the weekend and got stuck there because of the snow, and finally made it back Monday morning, and when I texted the family groupchat that I’d made it home my mom was like “great!” and then literally one minute later was like “so what color are you painting your kitchen” so understand that y'all are not the only ones waiting to find out.

LOL any color would workkkkkk so I gotta pick one and do it. But probably not this week, as today’s the last break in the weather and then we’re supposed to get absolutely slammed with snow. (Your picture was not posted)