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Let me share with you something you aren't going to hear from the majority of septic companies: I have been buried in raw sewage since I was 12 years old. Seems glamorous, right? Back in the blazing days of '98, my family and I thought our mother and father had gone and 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 brutal Washington sun. Little did we know those calluses would turn into our blueprint.

Let me share the ugly truth most companies refuse to admit: Septic work ain't just about pipes and pumps. It's really about grasping what goes on underground after the machinery leaves. The majority of folks start in this business through pumping trucks. We? We launched with tools in our hands and homepage clay up to our knees.

I'm never forget the day our installer, old Gus Petrovich, threw me a level and declared, "Boy, if you can't lay pipe straight, you will drown somebody's lawn in sewage by Tuesday." He wasn't wrong. We spent three days that July battling with a challenging clay bed near Redmond—shoveling, measuring, groaning, repeat. But here comes the twist: Gus kept inviting us to jobs all over Snohomish County. By 15, I could spot a deteriorating drain field from 50 yards.

This is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While rivals were busy buying fancy trucks, we were learning why systems actually fail. Like that nightmare project in '03 where we witnessed a "expert" crew install a tank with zero regard for soil percolation. Three months later? Property looked like a wetland. We vowed then: No compromises. Ever.

Fast forward to 2009. My brother Art (you'll see his name all over our permits) nearly bankrupted us demanding on thoroughly testing every perc test. "Remember the swamp house," he used to growl. We ate cheap food for six months. But when the crash hit? Our systems kept working while others collapsed. All at once, "Nikolin boys" became a thing whispered between contractors.

Let me explain where we stand different: We create systems like we're going to have to repair them ourselves. Because guess what? We typically do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville phoned freaking out about a holiday backup. Art went out in his turkey-stained shirt. As it happened her "self-maintaining" system installed in 2015 had a filter not a soul told her about. We didn't just fix it—we showed her grandson how to clean it.

You think that's standard? Think again. Most companies push you on a $200/month care 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 children added crayon clouds. Why? Because when Dave's willow tree roots attacked his leach field last spring, he spotted the wet grass before it developed into a disaster.

Our secret sauce? It is not secret at all. It's in the calluses. In the way Art still answers the phone at (425) 553-3422 himself. In the Instagram reel where my nephew groans at a DIYer's "stone-less drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—follow for laughs and solid tips). It is in the YouTube video where we time-lapsed a 72-hour install in pouring Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But this is the true magic: We turned all mistake into your advantage. That overgrown disaster in Bothell? Showed us to add root barriers standard. The "ghost flush" mystery in Sammamish? Now we install effluent filters on all job. Even our tanks are unique—we spec heavier concrete after witnessing how Pacific Northwest winters damage cheaper models.

Please don't just take my statement for it. Ask the retired Boeing engineer who tested us to handle his sloping lot in Duvall. "Impossible," said three companies. We constructed him a pressurized system which has outlasted two of his cars. Or the young family in Monroe whose developer installed an inadequate tank—we rebuilt their complete layout during a blizzard without exceeding their budget.

This is not business fluff. This is 25 years of frozen fingers, confusing soil reports, and relentless pride in doing it right. We have cried over failed trenches in January rains. High-fived when our sand-filter system saved a historic Carnation farmhouse. Even interred our favorite shovel (RIP #3) with Viking funeral honors after it broke during an epic granite battle.

So if you are scrolling through septic companies wondering who will not disappear after the check clears? Remember the boys who still remember their first lesson from Gus: "A good system hides. A superior 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's your system hiding?