Holes

Ethan wisely said recently, "Sometimes things have to look worse before they can look better." That was in reference to getting the mass of legos off his carpet so we could vacuum. The same can be said about our apartment. At least, I hope that this "worse" will lead to something better.

Here's the hole the workers made. After the first hole (in the white tile) proved to be like an underground well, continually refilling itself, they decided to break new ground toward the pipe, and found that it was not as wet over there.

Which led them, after much debate, including a lengthy conversation with our landlady, to rip up the flooring and demolish the tile beneath it on the outside of the bathroom. It was not fun to hear the Scooby Doo sound the worker made when he hit dry concrete about 3 inches down. The bummer of this is that despite him only breaking into about a foot of tile, the tiles underneath our wood laminate are 1 meter square. That's not going to be easy to replace.
Tomorrow, they plan to come back and make a hole in the master bathroom. Warmly welcome them. At this point, I don't care what it takes to stop The Thing.