I promise you, my house is cursed. We have had yet another water disaster, third in the series since we have moved here, fourth if you count the mold that was remediated before we moved in.
So this third (or fourth) disaster is this... a clogged toilet slowly leaked all night long on Sunday night. We awoke Monday morning to a soaking wet bathroom and carpet surrounding the bathroom.
I intended on giving a blow by blow account, in order to possibly help out someone who may find this post down the road if they are in a similar situation. But, I just really am feeling empty and tired. I took some photos, which I'll share, but I can't bring myself to write all the details out. Let me try to sum it up in a sentence .... Since Monday morning, there have been fans and dehumidifiers in the bathroom, Tucker's room and basement, attempting to dry out the now exposed plywood in the bedroom, hallway and garage below. Dang it, I need another sentence. One more.... Most or all of the first floor carpeting will have to be replaced, as well as a good deal of insulation that was ruined in the garage basement ceiling (directly under the leaky toilet). Insurance company has been great, as has my contractor. For the most part.
I have PTSD from our basement disaster of 2010, and I am having flashbacks to that wretched time in my life. The continuous sound of loud white noise is driving me nuts. It's almost as bad as the Bird last week. I have been escaping the house whenever I can, and otherwise we live in my bedroom or the basement family room, where the noise is lessened.
Anyhow, my home is in disarray. And I anticipate more, since a contractor will have to come in, once things are completely dry (maybe by tomorrow), and fix the drywall, baseboards, insulation and carpeting. I can't imagine the chaos during re-carpeting. I might have to disappear for a few days with the kids.
But, we are doing okay. The kids have been sleeping in my room and I rescued a few toys and some clothes before their rooms became nearly inaccessible. The photos below show the damage, as well as collateral damage (aka, what happens when you add two kids to the master bedroom and there isn't a "place for everything and everything in its place").
I really want a cookie right now.
Okay, on to the photos.
|Fans and dehumidifier in the garage/basement. Yeah, that's my Swag in the background, what of it?|
|Hallway and kids' bathroom, where the leak occurred.|
|Three fans and dehumidifier in hallway and bathroom. Note exposed plywood from carpet removal.|
|The yellow hoses are attached to small holes drilled into the bottom of the vanity in order to dry out the cavity underneath.|
|Begin Master Bedroom chaos.|
|Toys and clothes rescued from kids' rooms before they became unusable.|
|I do love that we are camping out together in my room, even though stuff is everywhere.|
|Pile o' laundry.|
|Random school project.|
|CB's nap spot in the the master closet.|