I Think I Miss Our Apartment - Updated

UPDATE - Sweet, we have a slab leak which is technically this: "When a structure is built on a concrete slab, the water lines are placed under the cement and due to soil acidity the copper can leak. This condition can lead to foundation problems, high water and electrical bills and structural damage to your home." Nice. So, on Monday, they're going to rip into the wall and find the leak to the tune of roughly $2500. That doesn't include the cost of new flooring or fixing the wall(s). Luckily, insurance will pay for most everything, but our deductible is $900 - the exact amount I just put toward out credit card. When it rains (or leaks) it pours.


For the past few days, the rockstar and I have been smelling a mildewy cat peeish smell in our "guest room". The reason I use quotes is because not one single, solitary guest has actually stayed in that room because everyone I know lives in Austin and doesn't need (nor want) to sleep in our stinky dog room.

Back to the point.

The door to that room is constantly shut (therefore pooling up the stink) because the dogs' crates (along with extra furniture, all my jewelry making supplies, my grandmother's china, two sewing machines, a lovely free armoire that my wonderful boss GAVE me, and a healthy dose of dog hair) are in there. Basically, it's an eyesore. Covered in pet hair. Now covered in stink. You really want to come over now, don't you?

Back to the point, again.

Everytime we opened the door to the room of doom, we smelled cat pee. We hate cat pee. It's the one smell you can never really get rid of completely. The rockstar swore it smelled more like mildew, but I swore it was cat pee.

Cut to tonight.

We decided we were going to move everything around to figure out where the horrid smell was coming from. As my husband moved a piece of furniture, he looked at me with a look of horror and said, "My sock is completely wet."

DOES.NOT.COMPUTE.

My brain is wondering why on God's green earth would his sock be wet? Was there that much cat pee? Had one of the cats learned how to open the door with her sweet kitty paws and used the carpet as her personal litter box? Had the iron (oh, yeah, the iron and ironing board as well as the vacuum cleaner are also in there) tipped over and spilled out mass quantities of water?


And then the light bulb appeared over my head. Ohhhhhhhh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttt. The wet spot is DIRECTLY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WALL FROM OUR SHOWER. OUR SHOWER!!!! Are you connecting A and B people??? Fuck.

Fuck is right.

After further frantic investigation, the wetness continued under the bed and all the way to the opposite wall. And it's all mildewed. And it stinks. Really badly.

So I will be at home in the morning, waiting for the plumber to come out and tell me he's going to have to cut into the wall to check out the pipes.

Sometimes, I really want to move back to an apartment. Owning a house isn't all it's cracked up to be. Unless by cracked up, you're talking about EVERY FUCKING PIPE IN MY FUCKING HOUSE.