Life is funny and ironic sometimes. Do you remember on Thursday I declared our main bathroom finished? After waiting months to finish the vanity. Well, this happened. At 9 last night.
Consider that proclamation squashed. Friggin’ mother lover – that’s what I say in place of a four letter word. Try it, it’s fun.
Somehow the wax seal failed and water started seeping under the tile. Yeah, no obvious puddle as a sign of a leak. We noticed the grout around the toilet looked darker than the rest of the floor, but assumed it was related to a certain little boy. A good clean and we thought it was okay. Until it reappeared a few days later, this time larger. Last night, Ben noticed small bubbles coming up through the grout. Umm, that’s not normal. An inspection in the garage confirmed the toilet was in fact slowly leaking. Ben pulled the toilet. And the four tiles around it. I wanted to cry, but didn’t. We’ve cleaned up the water and now it’s drying.
Another wax ring will go in to double up our coverage. Apparently something shifted, causing the ring to loosen. What, we’re not sure. This is the first toilet Ben has installed that has leaked. Usually the wax ring squishes out, coming up through the bolt holes, but this one didn’t. Lesson learned, a waxy mess is better than a leaky toilet. At least the damage is fixable and minimal. Tonight we’ll scrape off the mastic and re-install the tile. Then grout before putting the toilet back. With another wax ring.
Before this, we had a fun and productive weekend. Way to end on a high note. Ha! How was your weekend?