So I was trying to enjoy a longer than 5 minute shower (we haven't had the luxury of that much hot water in 2 years!) and was rudely interrupted by a husband yelling "whatever you're doing stop doing it right now". Allegedly water was pouring into the basement bathtub, I've included photographic evidence for you below.
There is a hole under that peeled up linoleum
And this is where Quincy ripped the flooring out to make the hole larger and more obvious.
And this is the hole. Little more caulking on that corner of the shower maybe?
My thoughts on the matter were "What's a first home in our marriage without a hole in the floor?" Q smiled but I'm not sure if it was real or he was just showing me his teeth.
