(remember when I said I have a passion for home renovation…?)
So, I had another post all lined up. A serious one. And then This Happened:
I got home at 5pm after spending last night and all day today in Montreal for a birthday party (last night) and trade show set-up (today). When I walked in the door, I was anticipating a bit (as in, a tempered dribble) of water on the floor because it’s raining and our ceiling looks like this:
I instead got this:
I looked up, expecting a gaping hole in the ceiling. Nothing of the sort! But I heard the frenzied energy of flowing water and turned around to see the water pouring out from under the sink. One of the lines to the faucet had popped out from where it meets the pipe, and it was just spraying and spraying until I reached in and closed the valves.
Underneath the sink looked like this:
And there had been so much water that the cabinet doors look like this:
Thankfully, we are already planning to tear down the whole kitchen extension and build something that doesn’t house mice, allow the pipes to freeze every other week, or let the rain in through the ceiling. But coming home to an inch+ of water on the floor when you’re exhausted and hungover is never good. I love my house, but right now I wished we lived in a hotel!