Early last week, we noticed something rather disturbing: our bathroom floor was making squishy noises. Squishy like a very wet sponge. We decided we'd better take up the laminate floor and determine the source of our interesting sound effects. We suspected that the toilet was the culprit.
When we installed the laminate throughout the main area of the house, we READ the box, choosing to ignore the warning against installing the stuff in the bathroom. We wanted a nice looking floor, we clean up our water spills quickly anyway, and, we reasoned, the worst that can happen is that it won't work and we will have to install tile before we resell in the next few years.
Or, you know, before February.
So, on Saturday, Michael started to remove the laminate. The stench was overpowering, and I quickly packed up Aaron and set out to knock out some errands. Two and a half hours later, we returned to find the bathroom floor completely removed, the cement slab bleached, and the hallway floor & underlayment propped up about 3" and our fans blowing air underneath.
The floor has been propped up since then, and we think the underlayment is finally dry. Hopefully we can re-install the few pieces of laminate that we removed from the hallway without much trouble. Oh, and the bathroom will need to be tiled soon.
Apparently, we needed a double-thick wax seal for that toilet.
And yesterday? Yesterday, I was scouring the tub and a few of Aaron's foam letters fell into the cleaning area, so I set them in the sink to rinse. The sink overflowed, causing water to spill over the counter edge, down the vanity, across the floor, and under the wall into the office. (we still don't have baseboards to keep the water contained in one room) I have to say, that little incident made me wish I'd stayed in bed.
Why is it that we can "handle" the big things life throws at us, but these little problems just cause frustration? Why is it that I run to God when my heart is broken, when I'm hurting or scared, but these daily small things make me crazy?
If God knows how many hairs are on my head, he certainly knows when I forget to turn the water off and make a river out of my house! And he certainly cares about my yucky floors! I definitely need His help in every second of every day. I definitely need to lean MORE on my God. I need HIM to help me deal with every little thing.