The Hundredth Monkey Phenomenon

The night before Michelle and I left for recent trip to New Orleans, the ceiling in my bathroom began dripping. We had only 6 hours to pack and get on a plane, so I called my buddy Ryan, who’s a contractor, to take care of it while I was away. The source of the drip turned out to be a heating pipe to the apartment upstairs, which had cracked and was leaking pretty seriously. The pipe has been repaired, but damage had been done. The end result is that the ceiling my bathroom is destroyed, and the ceiling in the adjoining bedroom should also be replaced, as it is discolored and the room smells like mildew.