Yet Another Unwanted, Somewhat Expected Bathroom Remodel
So I decided that I was going to be pro-active and re-grout our second full bathroom after the mess that was our master bathroom in early Summer. As I was going back through my posts to link to my post about the unwanted, unexpected remodel of our master bathroom, I realized that I had meant to blog about it but never got around to it! So you all are in for such a treat…you get to read about BOTH of my bathrooms today! No, don’t leave! I promise I won’t go on too long…
One day I was sitting, drinking my coffee, journaling my heart out frantically before getting Tater Tot up for the day when I hear a drip, drip, drip somewhere to the left of me. Look up and there is a thin line of water sliding down my wall. The master bathroom is directly above where I am sitting so I cringe and think “That can’t be good”. The dripping stops a few minutes after my husband gets out of the shower. Long story short: the grout in our shower/tub failed and we had to replace the sub-floor and re-frame the whole shower/tub enclosure. Well, we didn’t but we hired someone to with the money that we don’t have. It was a long and painful process that was not covered by our insurance because, although we had just become aware of the problem, the problem had been in existence for a very long time. Never mind that there was no way that we could have known that there was a problem. I hate insurance companies for this very reason. What exactly DO they cover? But I digress. I now return to the beginning of my post where I am attempting to re-grout our second bathroom to prevent the same thing from happening in that bathroom.
Grout removal was tedious and took a long time. Taking the cheap metal soap dish off the wall proved to be even more tedious since the screws holding it in were completely rusted. Once I got the soap dish out (a whole other post) and I thought I was ready to re-grout, I noticed that the tiles below the soap dish hole were loose. I popped them off and drywall came flying off with them. That’s not a good sign. I started popping more tiles off (again, tedious) and drywall came off in chunks. Huh. So we called the insurance, sure that they will not cover anything again but, if there’s even a teensy, tiny chance, I’ve got to take it. They came out today and chances are slim. The leak detection company didn’t even bother to DO leak detection because it was so freakin’ obvious that the grout had failed. And to top it off, I had to have a tape-recorded conversation with the insurance guy pretty much confirming that it was grout failure and wouldn’t be covered. This explains why I have already eaten two ice cream bars at 7pm before my daughter has gone to bed (and why she is on her 2nd Blue’s Clues episode while Daddy snoozes on the floor beside her and I am typing upstairs on my beloved computer…). And yet I feel like I need to wait until they actually say “We’re not covering a d*mn cent of your claim” before I tear the rest of the tile off and plan my remodel. From what I can tell, at least the wood isn’t rotted like it was in the master bath… Gotta look on the bright side.
