I fell through my bathroom floor on August 30. Fortunately, the only thing hurt (other than my pride) was bruising and scratches on my right leg. Luna had been on the toilet. It was in the wee hours of the morning, and I was trying to make sure she went pee cause I didn’t want her to wet the bed.
My friend told me that Housing and Urban Development (HUD) will spend up to $20,000 weatherizing homes, which could include holes in the floor like the one my right leg created in the bathroom. I called them during business hours and asked them to mail the application, because husband wasn’t able to give me gas money to drive up there.
After falling through the floor, I had stayed up for the rest of the night/morning because I was worried about the fall having possibly caused problems in my pregnancy. I didn’t end up having problems, of course. When husband told a coworker of his about my falling through the floor, the person had said, “She can’t possibly be that fat.” and husband had told them that I was almost full term in my pregnancy. I tried not to be offended at the fact that he didn’t defend my weight, only gave an excuse for it. The truth is, I weigh 290lbs right now, and not much of that can be blamed on the baby. But I have never fallen through a floor before this time. Although, I did break a chair at my mother’s house this past summer. Two cliché things to have happen to a fat person.
In my defense, at least about the floor, I was focusing on getting Luna to potty, and the floor has been weak since we purchased the home. It was one of the things the former owner was supposed to have fixed, but he merely masked the problem with newer cheap tile, which has since soaked up water like a sponge and broken loose, revealing the weak floor. As a temporary fix, husband got the top of a particle-board rolling desk that I had fallen on and broken earlier in the year (I tripped over air, it totally wasn’t my fault!) and screwed that into the floor to cover the hole.
Since my friend had mentioned the HUD weatherization program, we got the application filled out and mailed it back today. Another friend had mentioned a program through the city that will fix problems with structural integrity of a home. I am trying to find out more information about that program.
Eventually this house will be all kinds of fancy and made to our own style. I’m proud of my husband for everything he’s done so far to make it our home. He painted the master bathroom blue for me. The hall bathroom is the one I fell through.
Yeah, I know I need to lose weight, but I wish that my flooring was more sturdy. I’m pretty sure we have furniture that weighs more than I do…
Carly Simon–With a few good friends and a stick or two, a house is built at a corner called Pooh. With a friend and a stick or three or four, a house is built where it wasn’t before.