Not too long ago, Craig discovered a wet spot on the ceiling in the laundry room in our basement. After some investigating, he decided that the plumbing from the second story had to be leaking somewhere. He figured out that the pipes he needed to get to, were in the wall in our main floor powder room. He told me he would have to cut into the wall, which didn't thrill me at all. He guessed, cut into the wall, and found the leaking pipes on the first try. I was so thankful! This is what he found. Two pipes had pulled apart. He was able to fix it, for which I was also thankful. I really didn't want to call a plumber. Now we just have a big hole in the bathroom wall. My dad is making a door to put over the hole so Craig can have easy access to this plumbing, but hopefully we won't need the access anytime soon.


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