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I need to share with you something you aren't going to hear from most septic companies: I've actually been waist-deep in raw sewage since I was 12 years old. Looks attractive, right? Back in the summer of '98, my family and I thought our folks had gone and lost their minds. Instead of enrolling us for little league like normal kids, we were excavating trenches for our family's new septic system under the blistering Washington sun. Little did we know those calluses would transform into our blueprint.

Here's the harsh truth most companies refuse to admit: Septic work isn't just about hardware. It's really about understanding what happens underground after the equipment leaves. The majority of folks get into this business through pumping trucks. We? We began with tools in our hands and web page clay up to our knees.

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

That is the DNA of Septic Solutions LLC. While others were busy buying expensive trucks, we were learning why systems truly fail. Like that nightmare project in '03 where we witnessed a "certified" crew install a tank with no regard for soil percolation. Three months later? Backyard looked like a wetland. We swore then: No shortcuts. Ever.

Jump to 2009. My brother Art (you will 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 recession hit? Our systems kept functioning while others failed. Suddenly, "Nikolin boys" became a thing shared between contractors.

Let me explain where we are different: We build systems like we will have to service them ourselves. Because here's the thing? We typically do. Last Thanksgiving, Mrs. Callahan in Woodinville rang in crisis about a holiday backup. Art drove out in his gravy-covered shirt. As it happened her "no-service" system installed in 2015 had a filter nobody told her about. We did not just fix it—we instructed her grandson how to clean it.

You believe this is standard? Not a chance. Nearly all companies push you on a $200/month maintenance plan. We rather you know your system. Like that time we mapped out drainage diagrams on Dave Miller's kitchen table in Everett while his children added crayon clouds. Why? Because when Dave's willow tree roots invaded his leach field last spring, he spotted the waterlogged grass before it became a disaster.

Our special ingredient? It ain't not secret at all. It is in the calluses. In the way Art still answers the phone at (425) 553-3422 personally. In the Instagram reel where my nephew facepalms at a DIYer's "no-rock drain field masterpiece" (@septic_solutionsllc—follow for laughs and solid tips). It's in the YouTube video where we time-lapsed a 72-hour install in pouring Kirkland rain (@septicsolutionsllc).

But let me share the actual magic: We turned all mistake into your benefit. That mossy disaster in Bothell? Showed us to add root barriers automatically. The "mysterious backup" mystery in Sammamish? Now we install effluent filters on every job. Even our tanks are unique—we spec thicker concrete after seeing how Pacific Northwest winters damage cheaper models.

Please don't just take my testimony for it. Ask the ex- Boeing engineer who challenged us to tackle his sloping lot in Duvall. "Impossible," said three companies. We built 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 complete layout during a snowstorm without breaking their budget.

This ain't corporate fluff. These are 25 years of frozen fingers, misread soil reports, and fierce pride in doing it correctly. We have cried over failed trenches in January rains. Cheered when our sand-filter system preserved a historic Carnation farmhouse. Even laid to rest our favorite shovel (RIP #3) with Viking funeral honors after it shattered during an epic granite battle.

So if you find yourself scrolling through septic companies thinking who isn't going to disappear after the check clears? Consider the boys who still recall their first lesson from Gus: "A solid system hides. A great system works while hiding." We never just build this business—we developed it from the ground up, one real hole at a time.

Your turn. Tell me what your system hiding?