After the blessings on Sunday morning, we drove back home so a few of us with coughs (not COVID) could rest and recover. Once home, I noticed a weird dark patch on the ceiling above our dining area.
That's never good.
I touched it to see if it was wet and couldn't tell if it was spongier than the surrounding ceiling. I hoped maybe one of the kids had thrown some greasy food and it hit the ceiling. Unfortunately, when I pointed it out to Bryan he determined that it was in fact wet and set to sawing it out.
Guess who found mold in their ceiling?
We now have a hole above our heads about twice as big as the one in this picture. Bryan thinks he got all the damp drywall (oxymoron, eh?), but isn't exactly sure where the leak came from. The tub is right above the hole, but we don't know if it came from the hot water line or the p-trap. I guess now we'll have a great view to observe the source of the leak.
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