There is a bathroom on the floor above, but I couldn't see anything that might be leaking upstairs, so I had my handyman Nick cut open the ceiling. He called me up, and said "Uhhh... it's not water." It was some sort of waxy substance, and it seemed to be coming from the plumbing up above, so we thought maybe it was from a melted wax ring from a toilet. But when Nick opened the ceiling a little more, we realized that there was way too much of it to be from a wax ring. I called my old roommate's dad who has a lot of remodeling experience and asked him what the mysterious substance might be. He said he couldn't think of anything related to plumbing, but asked if it might be HONEY...
Nick went up in the attic, and sure enough... "BEES! Bees Everywhere! They’re huge! They’re ripping my flesh off!" Just kidding, there weren't any bees. But there was an abandoned beehive that had melted and created a big mess. The beeswax and/or honey had dripped down to the floor below and caused the drywall damage.
We had to replace a big chunk of the ceiling. New adventures every day in real estate!
4 comments:
I really hate it when beehives melt all over my ceiling.
That's a relief! I thought you were going to say there was a a new species of mutated termites that could eat wood and excrete a waxy substance.
oh man that is pretty crazy! Who knew. Bees!
Ah, you got me! When you started in with the whole "Bees eating my flesh" stuff pr whatever that was I freaked out, but then I read on and calmed down. Gave me a good scare, though. I'm deathly afraid of those little buggers.
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