I can hear sawing as I type. Abbie is flipping out up here in the office with me. Foofa is sound asleep (the only benefit of his old age hearing loss). They're cutting away a portion of my kitchen ceiling to find the pipe that's causing the large ugly water spot. Yay. Actually, the good news is that there's no way in hell I would re-popcorn that small spot, so the whole kitchen will be getting a good ceiling scrape. I predict this will set the mast bath back at least a months knowing us, because I refuse to have a hole in my kitchen ceiling and partial nasty popcorn. :)
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