We scraped the ceilings, painted the walls, and put new carpet in our fixer upper of a house. We have lots of work left to do (the tub doesn't run water, we have no washer or dryer, several rooms don't have light fixtures, only one bathroom has a working sink...) but that keeps us busy and out of trouble, right? (sigh)
But at least the framework of walls, ceiling, and floor were complete. And then David and Eddie noticed a squishy splishy spot in the middle of their room. In the carpet. The brand spanking new carpet.
After pulling up the new now-nasty carpet, ripping out the now-mildewing carpet pad, and removing some soggy wallboard, we found the problem. An old pipe behind the wall had broken. It was the pipe from the kitchen sink and dishwasher, so every time dirty water went down the drain, the pipe leaked. (Bad words)
See how those two pipes don't line up anymore? Not so much that they dump water all over the floor, because then we have noticed it faster and been able to fix it. No, the dumb thing had to just drip for a long, long time. Bah.
Fortunately, Ben and Chris were moving back to college just after then, so we could move David and Eddie out of the mold and mildew room. For now, the oldy moldy nastiness has been cleaned out, but the wall is still open, the floor still needs a new pad, and the carpet still needs to be cleaned.
Couldn't the pipes have broken BEFORE we put the new carpet in?? I wonder what other treasures this old house has in store for us.