A view of our upstairs shower...from the living room.
It turns out that this was not the first time there's been a problem with the upstairs shower, as indicated by the superior patch job by the previous owners. So as Kerry comes down the stairs, there I am with perched on a chair cutting a hole in the ceiling with my Leatherman. The amount of water that was in the ceiling was staggering.
I wanted to make sure that there was plenty of time for the ceiling to dry out before I attempted any repair. So after about three weeks of drying I decided to get to the repair. With a tube of silicon I carefully caulked the shower drain within an inch of its life, letting it dry overnight. The moment of truth came the next day when we ran water down the drain. It took about 10 seconds before Kerry yelled from downstairs to turn the water off; it was actually leaking worse than before. In the words of Dubyah: Mission Accomplished!
In the two weeks that it has actually taken me to write this post, the shower still leaks and there is still a hole in our living room. Not long after we installed the water feature in the living room, the refrigerator died. When this sort of thing happens, one really doesn't have time to sit back and wait for the Sunday ads. One trip to our local appliance dealer (recommended by Home Despot), and a U-Haul rental later we had a new refrigerator. Kerry took some great pictures of the move, but my iPhone is being a wee bit temperamental.
Because Kerry was in a meeting the hunting and picking was left to me. Of course I ran everything by her via text. Here is an excerpt:
Me: Found fridge. White Amana. Will get truck and pick you up. No deliver until Monday
Kerry: Sounds Good
Me: Truck has ramp, will do my self.
Kerry: Ummm....okay....
Me: Second thought, really big. Waiting for you.
