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I need to explain to you something you aren't going to hear from nearly all septic companies: I have been buried in raw sewage since I was a preteen years old. Seems attractive, right? Back in the heat of '98, my brothers and I thought our mother and father had gone and lost their minds. Instead of registering for little league like regular kids, we were carving out trenches for our family's new septic system under the scorching Washington sun. Little did we know those wounds would transform into our blueprint.

Here's the harsh truth nearly all companies will not admit: Septic work is not just about pipes and pumps. It's about knowing what goes on underground after the backhoe leaves. Most folks enter this business through pumping trucks. We? We launched with implements in our hands and clay up to our knees.

I'm never forget the day our installer, old Gus Petrovich, tossed me a level and barked, "Boy, if you cannot lay pipe straight, you're gonna drown someone's lawn in waste by Tuesday." He sure wasn't wrong. We invested three days that July battling with a stubborn clay bed near Redmond—shoveling, measuring, groaning, repeat. But here's the twist: Gus kept taking us to jobs all over Snohomish County. By 15, I could spot a dying drain field from 50 yards.

This is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While competitors were occupied with buying expensive trucks, we were discovering why systems actually fail. Like that horror project in '03 where we witnessed a "expert" crew install a tank with no regard for soil percolation. Three months later? Property looked like a wetland. We swore then: No compromises. Ever.

Fast forward to 2009. My brother Art (you will see his name all over our permits) nearly bankrupted us demanding on triple-checking every perc test. "Think about the swamp house," he used to growl. We ate ramen for six months. But when the crash hit? Our systems kept operating while others collapsed. All at once, "Nikolin boys" became a thing mentioned between contractors.

Let me explain where we're different: We construct systems like we will have to repair them ourselves. Because guess what? We usually do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville phoned panicking about a holiday overflow. Art drove out in his dinner-soiled shirt. Apparently her "no-service" system installed in 2015 had a filter no one told her about. We never just solve it—we showed her grandson how to clean it.

You think that is standard? Wrong. The majority of companies push you on a $200/month service plan. We rather you understand your system. Like that time we sketched drainage diagrams on Dave Miller's kitchen table in Everett while his children added crayon clouds. Why? Because when Dave's willow tree roots attacked his leach field last spring, he caught the soggy grass before it became a disaster.

Our special ingredient? It's not secret at all. You'll find it in the calluses. In the way Art still takes the phone at (425) 553-3422 personally. In the Instagram reel where my nephew cringes at a DIYer's "no-rock drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—check us out for web site laughs and legit tips). It's in the YouTube video where we compressed a 72-hour install in torrential Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But let me share the actual magic: We've turned all failure into your advantage. That overgrown disaster in Bothell? Taught 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 thicker concrete after witnessing how Pacific Northwest winters damage cheaper models.

Do not just take my word for it. Ask the former Boeing engineer who tested us to handle his sloping lot in Duvall. "Impossible," said three companies. We built him a pressurized system that's outlasted two of his cars. Or the young family in Monroe whose contractor installed an inadequate tank—we rebuilt their whole layout during a snowstorm without breaking their budget.

This ain't corporate fluff. It's 25 years of numb fingers, misunderstood soil reports, and fierce pride in doing it properly. We have cried over caved-in trenches in January storms. High-fived 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 are scrolling through septic companies thinking who won't 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 create this business—we grew it from the ground up, one real hole at a time.

Your turn. What is your system hiding?