Dad Inspection

My dad came through town on his way up to my Uncle’s house to take a look at the new house. While it is on the way in terms of direction, in terms of traffic, it is way out of the way (there are much better back roads to take you from my Dad’s house in Northern VA to my Uncle’s house North of Philadelphia).

There is nothing better [in my opinion] than having my dad look over our new purchase. When my mom and him were first dating they built several homes together [crazy huh!?], so he knows a lot about what should be and what shouldn’t be going on in a house.

The problem with the whole visit was that he was coming in at a bad time. My dad was supposed to arrive at 1:00, but because of the aforementioned traffic, he arrived at 2:30. The real problem: I had a teleconference at 3:00 that I wasn’t 100% prepared for [bad Ellie]. So when we met up at the new house and he did a drive by look through. He said he was too tired to give us any good feedback and the only things that he noticed were the things that we had already known were bad (the roof needed repairs, the furnace was old).

So, while it was reassuring that he didn’t find anything new, I would have preferred to have a more thorough “Dad inspection”.


[Note wire dangling on shelf: That wire was live!]

Question: Who would you want to inspect your house?
I think Bob Villa or any of the guys on This Old House would be my vote!