There was no sign of water under the kitchen sink, or in any of the bathrooms, or near the dishwasher. I have an old fashion double sink in the cellar, so the buckets were easy to periodically dump. The scary part was that the water was dripping from the rafters near one of the sinks. I could see that a section of the sub floor (under the kitchen floor) was soaked. That was a very bad sign, but I didn't panic.
There are many terrible things associated with having battled cancer, but it does teach you to keep things in perspective. No matter how bad the situation might be; it wasn't cancer. No matter what, no matter how bad it was, problems could be fixed.
I went back upstairs and sat down to stitch. Later, I got a bright idea. I had a 2' by 6' piece of plywood which I angled so that the dripping water would run down the plywood and directly into the sink. No more dumping buckets.
A truly wonderful thing happened on Easter. The second plumber who I had contacted called me. I explained the problem, and he responded that he lived fairly close by and that he would be over in ten minutes to take a look. He checked everywhere and looked puzzled. Then he located the problem; a tiny section of pipe which ran above the sinks had corroded and the water was actually shooting straight up hitting the rafters and joists and then dripping back down. He replaced a length of the pipe and the problem was fixed!!! I told him that I had been afraid that he would have to go up through the kitchen floor to try to locate the source of the leak. He smiled and said that was what he had been afraid of, too! Usually situations like this are a big, big problem.
Though the floor boards and joists above the sinks were sodden, he said that they would be okay when they dried. . . another concern alleviated. Whew! Today was spent cleaning and finishing the drying process with every fan I could find in my house, but you won't hear me complain. In fact, I had a smile on my face realizing just how incredibly lucky I had been.
One suggestion . . . be sure you know where your main shut off is to turn off all of the water. The individual faucet knobs wouldn't budge but before leaving the plumber showed me where the main shut off valve was and how to turn off all the water in the house. Let's hope I never need to use this information. :-)
The photo at the top is of one of the pages I have completed from the online Fiber on a Whim workshop "Layered Pages" which I have been enjoying. It was a six-week workshop with a weekly video and handouts which explored stitching, embellishing, and surface design . . . all elements that I love.
I hope you all had an uneventful weekend. :-)