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I need to explain to you something you aren't going to hear from most septic companies: I have been waist-deep in raw sewage since I was 12 years old. Seems appealing, right? Back in the summer of '98, my siblings and I thought our folks had gone and lost their minds. Instead of enrolling us for little league like typical kids, we were carving out trenches for our family's new septic system under the brutal Washington sun. We had no idea those wounds would turn into our blueprint.

This is the ugly truth the majority of companies will not admit: Septic work ain't just about hardware. It's really about knowing what occurs underground after the backhoe leaves. The majority of folks start in this business through pumping trucks. We? We started with implements in our hands and muck up to our knees.

I will never forget the day our installer, old Gus Petrovich, tossed me a level and barked, "Kid, if you can't lay pipe straight, you'll drown somebody's lawn in crap by Tuesday." He sure wasn't wrong. We spent three days that July battling with a stubborn clay bed near Redmond—digging, measuring, groaning, repeat. But this is the twist: Gus kept bringing us to jobs all over Snohomish County. By 15, I could recognize a dying drain field from 50 yards.

That is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While others were focused on buying fancy trucks, we were discovering why systems really fail. Like that disaster project in '03 where we watched a "expert" crew install a tank with absolutely no regard for soil percolation. Three months later? Property looked like a marsh. We vowed then: No compromises. Not once.

Fast forward to 2009. My brother Art (you're going to see his name all over our permits) almost bankrupted us requiring on triple-checking every perc test. "Don't forget the swamp house," he'd growl. We ate ramen for six months. But when the recession hit? Our systems kept functioning while others collapsed. Suddenly, "Nikolin boys" turned into a thing mentioned between contractors.

Here's where we stand different: web site We create systems like we will have to service them ourselves. Because guess what? We typically do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville rang in crisis about a holiday emergency. Art rushed out in his gravy-covered shirt. As it happened her "maintenance-free" system installed in 2015 had a filter not a soul told her about. We didn't just solve it—we showed her grandson how to clean it.

You think that is standard? Wrong. The majority of companies want you on a $200/month maintenance plan. We would rather you understand your system. Like that time we drew drainage diagrams on Dave Miller's kitchen table in Everett while his kids added crayon clouds. Why? Because when Dave's willow tree roots penetrated his leach field last spring, he noticed the waterlogged grass before it developed into a disaster.

Our special ingredient? It's not secret at all. You'll find it in the calluses. In the way Art still picks up the phone at (425) 553-3422 directly. In the Instagram reel where my nephew groans at a DIYer's "gravel-free drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—follow for laughs and real tips). You'll see it in the YouTube video where we compressed a 72-hour install in torrential Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But here's the real magic: We turned every mistake into your gain. That green disaster in Bothell? Made us to add root barriers by default. The "mysterious backup" mystery in Sammamish? Now we install effluent filters on each job. Even our tanks are unique—we spec thicker concrete after observing how Pacific Northwest winters damage cheaper models.

Do not just take my statement for it. Ask the former Boeing engineer who dared us to manage his sloping lot in Duvall. "Impossible," said three companies. We created him a pressurized system which has outlasted two of his cars. Or the young family in Monroe whose developer installed an undersized tank—we rebuilt their entire layout during a blizzard without exceeding their budget.

This isn't corporate fluff. These are 25 years of numb fingers, misread soil reports, and relentless pride in doing it right. We cried over caved-in trenches in January rains. Celebrated when our sand-filter system rescued a historic Carnation farmhouse. Even buried our favorite shovel (RIP #3) with Viking funeral honors after it snapped during an legendary granite battle.

So if you are scrolling through septic companies questioning who isn't going to disappear after the check clears? Think about the boys who still know their first lesson from Gus: "A solid system hides. A great system works while hiding." We never just establish this business—we cultivated it from the ground up, one honest hole at a time.

Your turn. What's your system hiding?