I got back from a disappointing consignment sale in Toco Hills on Friday morning and was freaked out to hear gushing water when I went into the office. Couldn’t hear it in the bathroom or kitchen at all, but it was very loud in the office and seemed to be coming from near, and beneath, the closet. No water was running in any of the taps or appliances so I went down into the crawl space to turn the water off at the mains. It was decidedly wet down there and Bill came straight home from work that afternoon once I’d told him.
Upon further investigation he discovered several large problems. Our immediate trouble was a nasty leak in the inbound water pipe, but it looks like it had been leaking for a long time before giving way completely, as all the joists around it were sodden and very rotten. Not only that but there were also several holes rusted through in the some of the outbound pipes which have also been drip dripping away.
Added to this, a previous owner had done a hack job with the joists when the bathroom was “remodelled” He had cut through the joists to put the pipes in but not reinforced it so the joists were just floating and the bathroom wasn’t supported by anything. The strut that had been badly put in place in absence of supporting beam has now rotted and fallen away completely.
Sadly, we sort of knew about this, but as we were supposed to be residing in a nice new house and this one should have been demolished this month, we hadn’t wanted to throw money at something that was just going to get torn down. Aaargh! I want to scream. Damn this house.
Could be worse, could have really found a body down there I suppose!
Bill is still working on getting the plumbing fixed and the bathroom safe now. He’s spent the best part of the weekend inching around in the muck beneath the house, framing in some new support and tearing out all the old pipes. I’ve been down there with him and we are both filthy, and without a shower. Thankfully Bill was able to cap off the pipes so that we do have water in the kitchen, but despite best efforts we are still stinky and feel gross.
Bill’s carpentry skills are being tested right now and it looks like he is doing a grand job. Framing is almost done and hopefully we’ll be replacing the pipes this afternoon.
Sam is an absolute darling, He’s had to spend a lot of time in his nursery but he’s been playing quite happily. I feel terribly guilty though and will have to make it up to him this week.
I’ve been bringing out some of the toys that I had packed up ready for the move. I think that has really helped because they now seem fresh and fun again to him.
Last night I gave him his box of wooden blocks that he got as a birthday present. I was really impressed, last time he played with them I was building towers and he was only interested in knocking them down. This time, he pulled out the blocks and straight away started to build stuff! So happy with himself.
That night I cleared up the nursery and put the blocks back in a box on top of his toy chest. I peeped in later and he’d carried them over into the bed with him and was hugging the box. I carefully extracted the box and replaced it on the toy chest. Picking up a stray block I went to put it away. When I lifted the lid I was surprised to find Sam’s little toy monkey staring up at me, along with his water beaker. It was like he’d created a little box of treasures. Of course, this morning when I went in to see Sam the box was back on the bed and he was sat up on his mattress happily poring over the blocks again.
Bill’s now happy with his framing job and is off to the store to buy the plumbing pipe.