A frustrated wife and mom decides to document her husband's crap. She is joined by several other frustrated bloggers living with packrats and slobs.
Photos document clutter and unfinished chores along with dates in an effort to prove that she is right and he is wrong.
Please do not assume to understand the relationships between the contributors and their spouses based on the content of this blog.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

There's a Hole In My Ceiling

For the past four years there has been a hole in my kitchen ceiling. My beloved put it there. You see, once upon a time our upstairs bathtub would not drain. We have an old house and the plumbing is nothing if not interesting. My Hubby and his friend decided that to fix the problem, they would have to take apart the pipes. Unbeknownst to me, they determined that the best way to go about this was through the floor by hacking a hole about 2 feet by 2 feet in my plaster kitchen ceiling.

Lo and behold, they couldn't quite get to the pipes from below. After a week and a half of Beavis and Butthead trying to figure out the problem (all the while, I was unable to use my upstairs tub), I finally called a plumber. A half an hour and a drain snake and the problem was resolved. The tub problem, that is. I still had a hole in my ceiling.

After "gently reminding" him for several weeks, he "fixed" the problem by taping a white trash bag up there with duct tape. I'm serious. This caused me to have a nervous twitch that has still not completely gone away. Beavis swore up and down that he and Butthead were going to replaster my ceiling and I would never know the hole had been there.

Six to eight months later (after more "gentle reminding" from me) the problem was "taken care of." My beloved screwed a white posterboard over the hole. And thus I STILL have a hole in my kitchen ceiling. Ladies, I could not make this stuff up.

Catt

7 comments:

Judy said...

ACK! Your pictures aren't showing up! I emailed a link of your blog to my hubby so he could see what he was in for if things didn't change soon, and he said the bandwidth was exceeded on your photobucket stuff. And, he's right!

Is there any way to restore the pics?

Sleeping Mommy said...

Oh Catt, that just sucks. I probably would have tied my husband's tail in such a twist he couldn't even begin to walk straight. You are a truly patient woman indeed.

Cattiva said...

I didn't post a picture of this one. I wasn't sure where you guys want pictures hosted. I actually have 2 photobucket accounts. One for the blog design and one for pictures. AND I use hello to post pics directly to my blog. We'll figure it out eventually.

Sheri said...

Hey - I've got a hole in my ceiling too! Not quite as big as yours. Mine came from hubby in a fit of rage at a keyboard that had the gall to not type the way he wanted it to....so he threw it. what a freak he is sometimes

Arethusa said...

This is both hilarious and horrifying at the same time. :lol: I mentioned this blog on a post of mine today. It can't have too many readers!

Luci said...

OMG! I have a hole in my kitchen ceiling too! Okay well not an actual hole, but a piece of plasterboard that has been taped and compounded but that's as far as it goes. It's been that way for 8 years!!

I'm not kidding I have pictures from my oldests Baptism lunch and the ceiling looks exactly the same.

It's like he doesn't even see it!!

Sandra said...

Oh there would be death - death and maiming. Then I'd probably scramble up there and do it myself because my hubby would just never get around to it.