It's Raining...

...which strikes the fear of living zombies in my heart now.

I keep running from window to window and corner to corner to make sure there's no extra leaks. The water is pouring in the bedroom, but there's nothing I can do at this point but change out towels and buckets. (why oh why couldn't it wait until next week after it's been repaired properly to rain?!)

I think I need a vacation. Or a spa visit. A mani and a pedi and someone else ripping through the knots known as my hair sounds heavenly right now. (DH, if you're reading this, that's what I want for birthday next week, m'kay?)

...and now it's raining even harder. Sigh!