When we moved into our own home in February 2016, the bathroom was ok and worked fine for us. It’s nothing fancy, shower over bath, toilet, sink.
It has a lino floor that is a bit uneven and oddly cut around the toilet. The plan was eventually to replace the floor with something better.
I finished showering today and when I stepped out, Husband shouted up to me asking if I was done. I said yes, to which he replied that ‘there is a leak in the kitchen.’
I put a towel around me and went downstairs to take a look.
Our kitchen is directly below our bathroom, and there is a gap between the lino floor and the bathtub where it doesn’t cover it. I put towels down to soak up water that might go there but it now seems that isn’t sufficient as there was water dripping from the ceiling where I know the edge of the bathtub is, one floor above.
Great. Just great. I had planned to replace the flooring there eventually but not right now as Husband has not had any hours since the 28th of July and things are tight. But I guess we have to now. Can’t have water damage, it’ll void the insurance and become more expensive and hard to fix in the long run if we don’t get it sorted now.
All the same. This together with Husband being refused for PIP last week (I’ll do a more detailed post about this) is sending my mood into a familiar spiral downwards now.
Have been walking around with a lump in my throat all afternoon.