It started with alitle bubble. Why would there be a bubble in the kitchen ceiling? Then it turned into a water stain. Uh-oh. So Husband caulked the shower and we crossed our fingers. But the water mark grew. So then Husband picked at it.
And then he picked at it a little more. To see where the water was coming from. :::sigh:::
And then Husband got out a saw and cut a gaping hole in the ceiling. And concluded that there is indeed a pipe in the ceiling. A DRY PIPE THAT IS NOT LEAKING. So a very nice neighbor came over and looked. He and Husband checked the attic, the bathroom, and had some beer. Second opinion: not sure where that water is from. Not where the hole is!
So in conclusion, there is no conclusion. I am told that the hole will have to expand until the water is found. I gues that makes sense. But in the meantime I am looking for a good plumber and a place to stay....
Monday, May 5, 2008
There's a hole in my ceiling, dear Liza.....
Posted by Josephine Milkweed at 9:19 AM
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