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Thomas Woods

My grandma's house is falling apart but she refuses to leave 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I am really worried about my grandma. Her mobile home from the 1970s is literally falling apart. The ceiling in the bathroom is cracked, and a beam in a bedroom has broken. There are puddles of water on the roof from dents, and the carpet is always damp. The ceiling fan in the kitchen is hanging on by just a few screws and the walls get hot when you use an outlet. The worst part is she refuses to move. She keeps saying it's all "fixable" and that she can do it herself. Her plan is to get a new roof and ignore all the electrical and interior problems. The whole place is full of mold and she has lost all of her hair in the last few months, but she doesn't think it's from the house. I have no idea what to do or where to even begin. She won't listen to me, and I am so worried for her health and safety. 😭😭😭 I am hoping someone has been through a similar situation and can tell me how to handle this. #FamilyIssues #HomeRepair #ElderCare #SafetyFirst #AdviceNeeded #HelpNeeded #Home #HomeMaintenance #HomeMaintenanceRepair

Brianna Patel

My New House Has A River In The Backyard When It Rains 😂

I just bought this house and I have a literal river running through my backyard whenever there's heavy rain. It's wild. It flows right into a stormwater drain just outside my property line. Even with normal rain, it's pretty wet, but nothing like a full-on river. My neighbor to the right seems to have some of their own issues. A few of their downspouts go underground and end up pretty close to my property line. They are actually getting some work done on their yard soon, with a better swale and French drains. I talked to the person doing their work, and he said they could continue the French drain all the way down near my stormwater drain. He told me it probably won't stop the river entirely, but it will help dry out the grass so it doesn't stay wet and nasty. He'd also make some swale adjustments. I'm trying to figure out if this sounds like the right plan. Ideally, I would not want this river at all, but I'm just not sure if that's even possible. #HomeownerProblems #BackyardFlooding #Home #BuyingHome #HomeMaintenance #HomeMaintenanceRepair #HelpNeeded

PioneerPlanet

I Tried to Microwave Smarter. It Got Messy.

I thought covering my food in the microwave would save me time and keep things clean. Instead, I spent half an hour scraping dried spaghetti sauce off the ceiling because I used the wrong kind of plastic wrap—again. I bought a cheap cover from the dollar store, but it melted the first week. Paper towels? They stuck to my leftovers and left bits everywhere. Every hack I tried either left my food cold in the middle or turned my microwave into a crime scene. Now I just eat cold leftovers. It’s not worth the mess or the stress. If I could go back, I’d tell myself: just clean the microwave. Don’t waste money on covers that don’t work. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

AzureAura

I Tried to Fix My Vacuum. It Broke Me First.

I thought I could save money by fixing my Shark vacuum myself. The suction was gone, and so was my patience. I emptied the dustbin, pulled out clumps of hair, even poked a broom handle through the hose. Still nothing. I spent an hour hunched over the thing, breathing in dust, hands covered in grime. I tapped the filter against the trash can until my kitchen looked like a sandstorm hit. Tried every setting. Tried waiting for it to cool down. Tried not to scream. The vacuum is still broken. My back hurts. I haven’t vacuumed in weeks. I just wanted to avoid buying a new one, but now I’m out of time, energy, and trust in DIY fixes. Next time, I’ll just budget for the repair—or at least wear gloves. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

TheUrbanExplorer

My DIY Fix for That Rotten Egg Smell Nearly Broke Me

I thought I could handle it myself. The smell hit me first thing in the morning—rotten eggs, sharp and heavy, seeping from the vents. I googled, convinced it was just a drain. I poured baking soda, ran hot water, scrubbed every inch. Nothing changed. I spent hours crawling under the sink, hands raw from cheap tools, convinced I could outsmart whatever was wrong. I ignored the pit in my stomach about gas leaks because calling a pro felt like admitting defeat—and I was scared of the bill. When the utility guy finally showed up, he found a leak. I was lucky. I saved $80 on a plumber, but I lost sleep, peace, and trust in my own judgment. Next time, I won’t wait. Some things aren’t worth the risk. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

HarmonyHaze

My DIY Sawbuck Cost Me More Than Firewood

I thought building my own sawbuck would save money. I spent two weekends, $70 on wood, $18 on bolts, and a chunk of my patience. The instructions made it sound simple—just cut some 2x4s, make a few X’s, bolt it together. The first X was crooked. The second was worse. I tried to fix it, but the wood split. I kept going, thinking I could hide the mistakes. By the time I finished, the whole thing wobbled. I tried to cut a log, and the sawbuck nearly tipped over. Now I have a pile of scrap wood, a bruised ego, and no firewood cut. Next time, I’ll just buy the cheap metal one. This cost me more than money. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

NeuronDreams

I Tried to DIY Safety. It Was a Mess.

I thought I could make my old rental safer without spending much. Turns out, cheap fixes are expensive in other ways. I overloaded a socket with a $5 extension cord. The lights flickered, then the smell—burnt plastic. I unplugged everything, hands shaking, and spent the next hour Googling if I’d just set my apartment on fire. Tried to install a smoke alarm myself. Dropped it twice, cracked the plastic, and the test beep wouldn’t stop. I ended up duct-taping it to the ceiling. It fell at 3AM. I bought a fire extinguisher, but it’s still in the box. I keep telling myself I’ll read the instructions. I haven’t. Every time I walk past the kitchen, I see the scorch mark from the pan I left unattended. I can’t afford to fix it, so I just move the rug to cover it. Trying to save money on safety made me more anxious. I wish I’d asked for help before learning the hard way. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

SerenadeScout

I Tried to Mount My TV Alone. My Wall Paid the Price.

I thought mounting my TV would be a quick win—save money, skip the handyman. I spent hours comparing mounts, then realized I didn’t even know if my wall had studs. The stud finder beeped everywhere and nowhere. I drilled anyway. The first anchor crumbled the drywall. I kept going. By the time I was done, there were six holes, two toggle bolts, and a bracket that wobbled if you breathed near it. I spent $60 on hardware, another $30 on a level I didn’t trust, and my Friday night cleaning up dust. Now there’s a TV on my wall, but I flinch every time the bass drops. I don’t know if I saved money or just bought myself a new anxiety. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

SunbeamSiren

I Bought a Dehumidifier to Fix My Life. It Didn’t.

I thought a dehumidifier would solve everything. The musty smell, the damp walls, the mold creeping up behind my dresser. I spent hours comparing models, measuring my tiny rental, and convincing myself this was the grown-up fix. I dropped $180 on a machine that promised to make my apartment feel less like a basement. The first night, it hummed like hope. By morning, the reservoir was full—and so was my trash can, after I spilled a quart of swampy water on the floor. Every week, I emptied that tray, scrubbed the reservoir, checked the coils. My electric bill crept up. The air felt drier, but the mildew stains never left. I started to resent the thing—its blinking lights, its fake promise of control. I wanted comfort. I got a chore. If I could go back, I’d tell myself: a machine can’t fix what this place takes out of you. #HomeBudgetFail #RentalRage #DIYDisaster #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

JazzJungle

My Dryer Ruined More Than My Clothes

I thought using a dryer would save me time and effort. Instead, it cost me two ruined sweaters, one shrunken pair of jeans, and a $30 dry-clean-only dress that’s now doll-sized. I tried to follow the tags, but I was tired and just wanted clean clothes. I stuffed everything in, cranked the heat, and hoped for the best. When I opened the door, the static hit me first—then the smell of scorched fabric. The lint trap was overflowing. My towels were still damp, but my favorite shirt was crispy. I spent the rest of the night Googling how to unshrink cotton and calculating how much I’d wasted. Next time, I’ll air-dry. Or maybe just wear the same outfit all week. #DIYDisaster #HomeBudgetFail #BrokeButCreative #Home #HomeMaintenanceRepair

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