SOS, We Need Help

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Last night JoAnn the mother took a shower. Last night I heard the echo of rain from the basement. Last night we learned that our shower is leaking into living room. Last night I cried.

It seems that some component of the bathtub is not quite right. Laura and I are unsure whether it is an issue with caulking, there is a leaky pipe running through the ceiling, or there is some other issue. What we do know is that it has reached a head and water began dripping from the living room ceiling last night. We can see where the ceiling is beginning to crack along the drywall seams, which means that we'll likely need to replace a few drywall panels once we fix the leak.

I've repeatedly heard over the past few weeks that being a homeowner sucks, or at least that it is a lot of work. I'm slowly realizing what all the fuss is about.

Update: David the Plumber stopped by this morning and the source of the leak...an inadequately tightened PVC valve. The S trap has four pipes running into it. In theory, each of these pipes should be tightened at the S trap. One was not, causing it to leak when the bathtub drained. David's help cost much less than we anticipated and after letting the area 'breath' for a week everything should be right as rain.