Sometime in the mid-morning my
Okay, before you call child protective services on me I didn't really say those things. They were just racing through my panicked mind while I was staring at the drain.
What I did say was, "Let the water run for a minute so that it stays down there." See, nothing freaky about that!
I didn't think another thing about it. That was my first mistake. My second wasn't to check on said
We didn't know that until S went downstairs to use the bathroom and started
Now, I don't like running. Seriously, not at all. If someone was going to mug me, I would just let them have my purse to avoid running. I am not even kidding.
But, I ran downstairs to find said dd staring dumb-struck and pointing to the ceiling in the downstairs bathroom.
And then I hear it. The sound of a peaceful waterfall hidden somewhere in the woods surrounded by a peaceful forest that is just ripe for a lazy day for a harried mom. WAIT A MINUTE!!! That sound is coming from my bathroom...
I summon up the courage to look and see why these sounds are coming from my bathroom and what do I see? A pretty waterfall falling from the ceiling vent pouring ever so sweetly to the inch deep standing water in the carpet.
I handled this so calmly. Oh wait...bwahahahaha O.k. I'm alright now.
Steven came home after an
Days went by with carpets pulled up and the
I convinced Steven that I had a plan to 'fix' the bathrooms and that I could do it for cheap. He agreed. It made me feel better to be doing something to make the bathrooms better rather than just looking at the carnage of epic proportions. (not really, I'm not that dramatic!) ;-)
Robin and I came up with the perfect plan and we implemented it instantly.
Here is the result of one day's worth of work:
|This is the bathroom downstairs. We taped off the squares and painted them. It looks so cool!|
|This is the upstairs bathroom. The new tile looks amazing!!|