Today felt felt a bit like a busy one. It all goes back a few weeks ago to when I was cleaning out and installing washer and dryer. I had pushed the washer in and out like 3 times. well on the last time I decided not I probably was not done yet and I was not going to button it up. Instead I would leave it out a few inches and not install the drain hose, because it was probably coming back out soon again anyways. Weeealll.... I kinda forgot about this later as I finished mopping up and decided to just nudge it back into place on my way out.

So today I wake up to a backed up sink, and after many hours of trying to unclog it, I go to the basement to explore for another cleanout somewhere. Maybe there is something down here that can reach the clog. Well to my surprise I walk into the guest bedroom to find two ceiling tiles on the floor, about a dozen ruined, along with some mattress sheets. At first I was in complete disbelief of what I was actually looking at, until I remembered what had happened a few weeks ago.

I am so grateful that it simply dropped through some ceiling tiles, and onto a tiled floor. Made for not too bad of a cleanup. Now as a homeowner I get to fix it and now answer to a landlord.

Lesson learned, water on the floor equals check the basement.