Hee!
One iron infusion down, four to go.
'War Stories'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hee!
One iron infusion down, four to go.
The contractor started work on our bathroom today. Months ago, when the floor tile started cracking, I told DH I thought the toilet was leaking. I said we could re-seat the toilet and maybe a couple of floor tiles. He was certain it was the floor joists and would cost too much to fix so we had to live with it. Cut to last month, when the floor had shifted so much that tiles were beginning to crumble and we could only get the door open about 10 inches and had to slide in sideways.
We decided to redo the whole thing, which is going to cost about $12,000.00. They demo-ed the floor tile today discovered that the leak was... yup, coming from the toilet. AS I SAID.
The bright side is that I never liked the beige bathroom tile, and it's going to be gorgeous when it's done. We'll be paying for it for a couple of years, but what the hell, we only have one bathroom.
Scrappy, I would not have said "I told you so" but I would have expressioned it loudly. I'm a bad person.
I didn't have to "I told you so." I asked, "So where was the leak coming from?" "The toilet. You were right all along." "Huh."
Smart husband to admit he was wrong, at least.
Points to him!
Many points.
...would the floor joists have been more than $12K to fix?? Madness.
Well, no, but I will be very glad to see the last of the beige wall and floor tile. It's a fugly room.
Thanks, everyone, for putting up with my stress-freakout last night. Just knowing that someone was listening helped, a lot.