A month or so ago the drain in the upstairs bathroom sink became veeeeeeeeery slow. After trying the usual things, I figured that the clog must be in the horizontal galvanized steel pipe in the eves of the attic.
I usually do all my own work, but this was a little bit hard to access, so I decided to call a new plumber in town.
Well, his diagnosis was the same as mine, so he replaced the horizontal section. Unfortunately, both our diagnoses were wrong. So I paid the bill and still had a clogged drain. He gave me a number of "reasons" why he didn't want to do more and thought he had made it better.
For the 69th time or so, I learned that I shouldn't hire contractors!
So, last weekend I removed another section of pipe - the obvious if the horizontal wasn't the problem and sure enough, that pipe had a solid clog - partially decomposition of the pipe with some hair attached.
It was hard getting in and out of the eves with my tools all day and balancing on the joists going back and forth, be we got it fixed.
On the last trip out of the attic, my foot slipped off the joist and landed through the ceiling in our towel closet below! As seen with my footprint in the picture below.
It could have been worse. This can be patched up in the closet without the care and worries if it had happened through the ceiling of a room.
But all's well that ends well!
Oremus pro invicem!