So, here’s the story with the plumbing fun….
Like I showed y’all there was a bubble in the ceiling.
We’d had, and fixed, a leak in the dishwasher. That spot is right below the kitchen (it’s the spot where the wall is upstairs between the kitchen and upstairs bathroom), so we thought maybe it came from that.
Nope. It got bigger.
Awesome. So yesterday a plumber came (and was supposed to be here between 10 and noon, and showed up at 2, adding to the awesome).
He did this to the ceiling
And looks like the water that goes to the bathtub is leaking. Upstairs. In a location where fixing it involves either ripping out some of the tile in the shower, or taking out kitchen cabinets.
If I start drinking more, it’s because I am retiling a shower.
But it’s not all negative. The good news out of this: we learned that some of the plumbing in our house has been replaced over the years (it’s 50 years old, so we were wondering what sort of craziness might be lurking), the actual fixing will only take a couple hours (so not cheap, but not outrageous), and we have two showers, so even if we take our sweet time fixing the tiles when they’re done we won’t be smelly. So it could be worse.
Also, yesterday I started reading our homeowners insurance. If there’s a riot, and it ruins trees, they get replaced! Which is good because riots are clearly a big issue in Southwest Portland.
Plus rice, salad, and green beans.
Made the sweet and sour sauce myself, which means it lacked the crazy color of the real stuff
we weren’t too sad about that.
Ok, anyone have any repair disasters? How scared should I be about this?