“Listen Up! We want quality, not quantity.” This, I hear through the cardboard walls here at the Willowbrook lab early this morning as the troops gather to plan their workday. The troops will continue demolition. Then they will rebuild the exterior of my building while I’m forced to live here. Not to put too fine of a point on it, but I think people should know the real-life, daily consequences of buying a home from a builder boasting of being in business for over 50 years. You would think the national home builder has had plenty of time to perfect their craft by now.
Not so. Unless their craft is deceiving buyers (quality) while gaining investors (quantity). Especially in states or counties that are lax about inspecting or enforcing building codes. Given the lack of government protection during construction, I feel it’s a matter of public service to warn others. Likewise, many of my neighbors congregate on an electronic bulletin board to update one another and provide information and resources about the latest unpleasant surprises here in Florida and across the nation. Here at Willowbrook, we have also recently discovered the air conditioning units are undersized for our homes. Now I’m wondering how the builder knew months ago to go ahead and sue those subs too? If the builder knew about this problem, why weren’t we informed? Where was the offer to make things right with us buyers?
At the moment, the troops are removing a bedroom window and tearing out the frame (photo #1). Fortunately, I’m sitting here to respond to their query about whether there is interior containment. Nope. More troops arrive to build a containment ”wall” which amounts to a plastic enclosure.
Photos include a slight mishap or ”drywall breach” during demolition (photo #2). Access is currently limited on the ground floor deck (photo #3). The two upper decks exist no more (photo #4), so this is the only egress from my unit in case of fire in the front of the house. Fortunately, I can get through the opening… though probably easier to just slice through the plastic wall.
I awoke this morning wondering which is worse: the ear-splitting noise while the demolition and reconstruction is underway during the day, the black-shrouded darkness the rest of the time, or the lack of personal safety from having plastic and cardboard walls. Decided it’s a combination of all that plus the relentlessness of the situation. Four years of band-aid repairs and frustration as I continue to pay my mortgage, to now have my home rebuilt around me. To be subjected to all this by a national home builder boasting of being in business for over 50 years.