Son of a Bleep

So we found a long, narrow, brown stain in our kitchen and dining room ceiling yesterday. Ceiling stains are never good. Especially since the stains are directly beneath our 2nd floor master bath shower. 

A nice plumber man came out today and gave us the bad news (after cutting a large hole in our ceiling). We have a "bad pan", he said. He used other words like "pee trap" and "sub floor." 

After visiting the tile store and getting some estimates, we've come to the realization we're going to be down five or six thousand dollars by next week. You know, it's the old one-thing-leads-to-another syndrome. The leak leads to new this, new that, and before you know it, you're broke.

We could have used that money for a lot of other things. Chloe's college. A family vacation to Europe. Longhorn's season tickets. 5,000 thimbles or ashtrays from the dollar store. 

I've been reminding myself all day that it could always be a lot worse. We have our health and each other. We have food in our fridge. We have electricity and running water. And thank god, we have another bathroom while we ride this out.