Lately I’ve been a bit vacant around here- life has picked up once again and dreary weather outside has prevented me from getting projects done and photos taken for the blog.
But life hasn’t just picked up, it’s taken our timeline and plans for our house and turned them upside down.
What seems like forever ago, we had a massive tub leak happen (I filled the tub up with water and cleaner to soak it all day, and we came home to our hallway and part of our living room being flooded). We fixed that issue, but then we got into a battle with a leak again. and again. and again.
We kept thinking we had it fixed each time, we’d take all of the caulking off the tub (since it was coming from the tub area of the wall in our living room) and recaulk the entire tub.
We knew eventually we were going to have to take all of the drywall off of that wall and replace it with fresh drywall (and kill any mold that probably was there) as well as replace the carpet that we hated anyway. We also knew there was a potential for whatever was leaking to cause issues in the other bathroom walls as well, but we never really worried about that since the bathroom is so tiny.
But we knew we could push it off until late summer (since who in the WORLD would want to redrywall and do new flooring in a house in the middle of winter?!) and have a beautiful new living room before Cyle ships off overseas.
Life didn’t like that plan and gave us a surprise leak in the wall this week, which has pushed everything forward to, well, right now.
Right now I’m sitting on our living room floor (the dry part of the floor 😉 ) looking at drywall patches all over the living room that have been there since I can remember (because I could never pick a paint color until now- when I needed it most- to cover the beige walls) and glancing back at a giant hole in a different wall where, under grey painted paneling, we found paneling from the 1970’s, mauve painted drywall, and mold. All of this is above a big patch of wet carpet that is torn up and soon to be completely ripped out.
And I’m pretty at peace with that.
Don’t get me wrong, I had my major freak out about this entire thing. Our friends came rushing over on Monday to help us rip open the wall to fix the issue and supply us (ok, me) with a giant bottle of wine and chocolate to indulge in while I heard the words “wet drywall” “lots of mold” and “standing water” over and over and over again.
But getting this issue resolved NOW is fine by me. Sure, it’s not the way I wanted to resolve this, but it’s happening and it means that by the end of this weekend I’ll have-
No more leaking issues.
No more mold growing between the walls.
Fixed trim in the bathroom where water kept splashing out of the shower due to a messed up shower head.
New drywall on a wall that wasn’t finished right to begin with.
Freshly painted living room and trim (and hopefully a surprise update to one wall with the paneling from the 70s!).
& potentially the start of us ripping out the carpet for our flooring update.
All in all, lifes unexpected turns are a challenge and test my patience, but this test is giving us our new living room and some peace of mind- just in a way we didn’t expect.