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Recently, I’ve noticed a huge bulge appearing in the floor of our downstairs bathroom:
Ok, so it’s difficult to see in the picture – it’s a few inches above that rectangular green carpet, but believe me when I say it’s getting bigger, seemingly by the day – it’s now big enough to trip over! My husband thinks we’ll be able to see what’s happening by going into our basement and looking at it from below the bathroom floor. The only problem is that our bathroom is over the crawl space, not the basement. In the 2½ years that we’ve lived in this house, we’ve never set foot (nor knee) in the crawl space – it’s always scary to think what one may find in a crawl space that hasn’t been disturbed in years, at least for me. I guess I’ve seen too many horror movies… or maybe it’s the fact that I grew up only miles away from the most macabrely (not a real word, but fits perfectly here if you ask me – maybe I will coin the term) famous crawl space – that of John Wayne Gacy, where 29 bodies were unearthed in the late ’70’s.
So anyway, someone needs to go into that crawl space to find out what this bulge it expands and takes over the entire house!
And we recently were told that our electric wiring in the house is out of date; here we’ve been spending money to fix up certain things on the house, and other things just keep breaking. Sometimes I’m not so sure about the joys of home ownership, sigh!
“When it rains it pours” so says Morton salt or a fictitious doctor of note. But I recall another crawl space that was a bit higher than the one in your basement that someone entered a few years ago.
Hopefully it turns out to be something cheap, considering the electrical work can cost some $$.