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I need to share with you something you aren't going to hear from most septic companies: I have been buried in raw sewage since I was a preteen years old. Sounds appealing, right? Back in the heat of '98, my brothers and I thought our parents had gone and lost their minds. Instead of signing up for little league like normal kids, we were carving out trenches for our family's new septic system under the blistering Washington sun. We had no idea those wounds would turn into our blueprint.

This is the harsh truth the majority of companies won't admit: Septic work is not just about hardware. It's about knowing what goes on underground after the machinery leaves. The majority of folks get into this business through pumping trucks. We? We started with tools in our hands and clay up to our knees.

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

This is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While others were occupied with buying expensive trucks, we were discovering why systems actually fail. Like that nightmare project in '03 where we observed a "professional" crew install a tank with absolutely no regard for soil percolation. Three months later? Backyard looked like a wetland. We vowed then: No compromises. Never.

Fast forward to 2009. My brother Art (you'll see his name all over our permits) almost bankrupted us demanding on triple-checking every perc test. "Remember the swamp house," he would growl. We ate cheap food for six months. But when the downturn hit? Our systems kept operating while others failed. All at once, "Nikolin boys" turned into a thing shared between contractors.

Let me explain where we're different: We build systems like we will have to fix them ourselves. Because you know what? We typically do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville called freaking out about a holiday emergency. Art went out in his turkey-stained shirt. Apparently her "no-service" system installed in 2015 had a filter no one told her about. We never just fix it—we showed her grandson how to clean it.

You assume this is standard? Wrong. The majority of companies prefer you on a $200/month service plan. We would rather you know 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 invaded his leach field last spring, he caught the soggy grass before it turned into a disaster.

Our special ingredient? It's not secret at all. It is in the rough hands. 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 "gravel-free drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—follow for laughs and solid tips). You'll see it in the YouTube video where we time-lapsed a 72-hour install in pouring Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But this is the real magic: We turned every failure into your advantage. That green disaster in Bothell? Showed us to add root barriers standard. The "phantom flush" mystery in Sammamish? Now we install effluent filters on every job. Even our tanks are different—we spec thicker concrete after observing how Pacific Northwest winters crack cheaper models.

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

This ain't marketing fluff. It's 25 years of frozen fingers, misread soil reports, and stubborn pride in doing it correctly. We've cried over caved-in trenches in January rains. 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 will not vanish after the check clears? Remember the boys who still know their first lesson from Gus: "A good system hides. A superior system works while hiding." We never just build this business—we cultivated it from the ground up, one honest hole at a time.

Your turn. Tell me what your system hiding?