So this is going down in my hallway.

...yeah.

On Thursday, Mike discovered that the carpet in the Room of Requirement was wet. I called Miranda down, and she brought in a plumber the next morning, who ripped open our wall and replaced a leaking pipe. Then a water damage control company ripped up our carpet and put in a giant dehumidifier and a crapload of industrial fans (eleven at last count, although there were more for the first day), in the process somehow completely borking our router and leaving us with no wireless. Then this morning, before nine, this fellow showed up and explained that he is here to first remove the asbestos flooring in our laundry area, locking us out of the back half of the house for about six hours, and then take up the flooring in our bathroom. We don't get to actually use the bathroom, which is our only bathroom, all day.

Fortunately, we live a few hundred feet away from a public bathroom in the park next door, and the guy doing the work is pretty entertaining. And I'm glad the asbestos is going to be gone--I knew about asbestos ceilings, but I didn't realize they made floors out of it. My only real complaint is the lack of internet. I don't know what the crap those guys did to my router, but it's completely dead.