It turns out the bathtub was not properly sealed and there are giant cracks just asking for a water damage party on my downstairs ceiling. Last Sunday, I spent a few hours peeling off the small amount of caulk that happened present. I used a baby screwdriver to 'cut' the seal and it worked pretty well. While I was at it, I also cleaned off the paint on top of the bathtub, because someone had a heavy hand when it came to painting. Shocker. :)
When I got to the section where I suspected water damage (where the tub part meets the shower wall part, on the water end of the tub [see above]), a quarter-sized chunk of wall came off with the sealant. The drywall was squishy underneath. Is that called wetwall?
I didn't take a picture of the final 3/4-inch deep hole I ended up creating as I removed all of the squishiness. Trust me, it was awesome. I had to keep digging - I just didn't feel right about the pink film I was seeing...
On Monday, I found some leftover Spackle in the garage, so I filled in the hole and cracks with it. It was surprisingly rewarding. I've never Spackled before, although I've iced a lot of cakes. Using Luna Lovegood's movie logic, how different are they really? Plus, I watched a ton of Bob Ross growing up and he could make beautiful happy trees with a putty knife, why couldn't I fix my wall with one? After the Spackle dried, I caulked the daylights out of every nook and cranny of the bathtub as well as the baseboards. I think I did a pretty good job. :)
Are you a weekend warrior?