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Allow me to explain to you something you aren't going to hear from the majority of septic companies: I've been buried in raw sewage since I was twelve years old. Looks glamorous, right? Back in the summer of '98, my siblings and I thought our parents had completely lost their minds. Instead of enrolling us for little league like regular kids, we were excavating trenches for our family's new septic system under the blistering Washington sun. We had no idea those calluses would transform into our blueprint.

This is the ugly truth nearly all companies won't admit: Septic work ain't just about hardware. It's really about grasping what goes on underground after the machinery leaves. Most folks enter this business through maintenance vans. We? We began with tools in our hands and muck up to our knees.

I'll never forget the day our installer, old Gus Petrovich, handed me a level and barked, "Boy, if you cannot lay pipe straight, you're gonna drown somebody's lawn in waste by Tuesday." He was not wrong. We invested three days that July battling with a challenging clay bed near Redmond—excavating, measuring, cursing, repeat. But this is the kicker: Gus kept inviting us to jobs all over Snohomish County. By 15, I could recognize a failing drain field from 50 yards.

That is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While rivals were busy buying expensive trucks, we were learning why systems really fail. Like that disaster project in '03 where we witnessed a "certified" crew install a tank with no regard for web site soil percolation. Three months later? Yard looked like a swamp. We swore then: No half-measures. Never.

Jump to 2009. My brother Art (you will see his name all over our permits) practically bankrupted us demanding on triple-checking every perc test. "Remember the swamp house," he'd growl. We ate cheap food for six months. But when the recession hit? Our systems kept operating while others collapsed. All at once, "Nikolin boys" was a thing mentioned between contractors.

Here's where we stand different: We create systems like we will have to fix them ourselves. Because here's the thing? We usually do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville called freaking out about a holiday overflow. Art rushed out in his turkey-stained shirt. Apparently her "maintenance-free" system installed in 2015 had a filter nobody told her about. We never just fix it—we taught her grandson how to clean it.

You believe that is standard? Think again. The majority of companies prefer you on a $200/month service plan. We'd rather you comprehend your system. Like that time we drew drainage diagrams on Dave Miller's kitchen table in Everett while his toddlers added crayon clouds. Why? Because when Dave's willow tree roots invaded his leach field last spring, he noticed the soggy grass before it became a disaster.

Our magic formula? It ain't not secret at all. It's in the rough hands. In the way Art still takes the phone at (425) 553-3422 directly. In the Instagram reel where my nephew facepalms at a DIYer's "gravel-free drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—subscribe for laughs and legit tips). It is in the YouTube video where we time-lapsed a 72-hour install in relentless Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But this is the true magic: We have turned all failure into your benefit. That mossy disaster in Bothell? Made us to add root barriers by default. The "phantom flush" mystery in Sammamish? Now we install effluent filters on every job. Even our tanks are special—we spec heavier concrete after seeing how Pacific Northwest winters damage cheaper models.

Don't just take my word for it. Ask the retired Boeing engineer who tested us to tackle his sloping lot in Duvall. "Can't be done," said three companies. We constructed him a pressurized system that's outlasted two of his cars. Or the young family in Monroe whose developer installed an undersized tank—we reconfigured their whole layout during a winter storm without busting their budget.

This ain't business fluff. It's 25 years of numb fingers, misread soil reports, and fierce pride in doing it right. We've cried over caved-in trenches in January storms. Cheered when our sand-filter system preserved a historic Carnation farmhouse. Even buried our favorite shovel (RIP #3) with Viking funeral honors after it shattered during an epic granite battle.

So if you're scrolling through septic companies questioning who isn't going to disappear after the check clears? Remember the boys who still remember their first lesson from Gus: "A good system hides. A excellent system works while hiding." We never just create this business—we grew it from the ground up, one genuine hole at a time.

Your turn. What is your system hiding?