As if life wasn’t difficult enough right now, we came home from dinner the other night to discover that the ceiling in our master bedroom had partially crumbled.
This is a rental unit (an actual house). We’ve seen our fair share of problems in the past, but these issues are further exacerbated when it rains. Nothing has ever been this bad, though. Thank goodness we had started doing laundry that morning, otherwise it would have been even worse on the closet floor.
Repair folks came out this afternoon to assess the damage. The good news is that we shouldn’t be living here for too much longer. The bad news is that we have to live here for the time being, and there’s an insane amount of mold and mildew here – which means we won’t be able to sleep in our own bedroom for a few weeks.
The carpet is heavily damaged, and it seems that the house owners had covered up old carpet with new carpet during an earlier update process. It’s shoddy worksmanship, through and through – and I haven’t even told you about another ceiling zit we’ve found in a downstairs bedroom. Yay.
Would someone please wake me when this is over?