There's a hole in our floor

So this is an update that is long overdue. As mentioned when we were at home this Christmas, our bathroom floor has a slight hole. Actually, a place where the wood is rotten so much you can't step there. It is between our toilet and bathtub/shower. We were worried that it was under the big unit, softening the foundation underneath.

I finally went into our basement to take a look at the damage. I had told Claire about three weeks ago that there might be animals living there now to get out of the cold. Possible a snake (sorry, I mean ess) that could crawl through the hole into our bathroom. This of course freaked her out and she had trouble being in the bathroom for about a week. As the pictures below will attest though, our basement is actually quiet neat, and there are no signs of life.

Good news in regards to the hole. The wood is only rotten in a small circle between the toilet and shower. The wood is still strong and has not been rotting at all, allieving our (Claire's) nervousness.

Some exciting news too from this week. Claire and I were driving to town to drop a student off after school. He had been held back by Claire due to too many missed assignments. After dropping him off we were on our way back home when we noticed there were some cars up ahead. Most of the roads here are similar to those in Cottage country, where approaching means moving as close to the side as possible. Anyways, the road under the vehicle on the right side starting giving out and the truck was pulled into the ditch. We and the truck, were in it.

I opened the door and stepped up, out of the vehicle. I got out, looked at the situation asked Claire, "Are you alright?" I then, without missing a beat asked, "Do you have the camera?" Figured the pictures would be blog worthy. It took only a minute for someone to stop by. Of course it was the school secretary. She had a car and told us she would go ahead and try to find a truck to help pull us out. Soon after a truck stopped by and asked if we had help on the way. We told him someone was looking and he offered to come back and help. He had to go to the Northern and it was closing soon. In the meantime, another truck stopped by and pulled directly to the back of the vehicle. He didn't stop and say anything, just got out and helped.

He had a rope with hooks on the end. Of course it snapped almost immediately. While this was happening, a teacher and her husband stopped by. They are one of the few regular churchgoers. He helped and started digging some tires out. After the rope snapped, the owner of the truck was going to find a chain, but the first truck driver that had to get to the Northern had just pulled up. We spent the next 15 minutes attempting to yank the vehicle out. In the meantime, half of Deer Lake showed up, which of course made me feel less embarrassed. One of the viewers was the classic pestimist. Standing there, while everyone else is helping push, saying, "Oh, it ain't going to work. Nope, gonna wreck the car more." Yah, coulda done without him.

Eventually the car came out and we made it home. It was really nice to see so many people stop and help out. Eventually it seemed like a community task was at hand. One community member, Preston, an old Education Board member, heard about it and came walking from his house with a shovel. Good people with good hearts live here. Of course I'll never let this down, as jokes have already started. One student already asked this morning about what had happened. Apparently her uncle told her about it last night. Oh well, lifes not worth living if you can't laugh at yourself.
A picture of the wood that has fallen from the floor board into a pile in the basement.

Our hole.

Our spacious basement. No esses.