The sky is falling!

Actually, the sky is not falling as much as the roof is leaking.

I woke up at 4am because there was a slow stream of water coming from the ceiling and splatting onto the floor in the middle of my room. This is the one complaint I have about our house. The damn roof leaks in my room, Hester's room, and the living room. We don't get much rain, so it isn't much of an issue but seeing as it has been raining pretty steadily for the past two days, it is currently a big issue. I'm not sure how/why it leaks because it is currently pouring, yet nothing is dripping, and when it was dripping at 4am, I couldn't hear any rain outside. Who knows? I am slightly paranoid that the roof is going to get super waterlogged and then fall on my head. Fun times, right?

Today I worked 745a-630p. Mondays, Thursdays, and Fridays are KILLER. Tomorrow I work at 9a (and instead of sleeping, I am blogging) till noon and then having girl's afternoon/evening/whatever with Amy and Sam, and perhaps Adriana and Lindsey. If it wasn't raining and generally gross to be outside, I'd say we should do happy hour downtown but I am not down to go out in the rain. No thanks!

Crap, I jinxed myself. Roof is leaking again. It sounds like it is raining in my room. Not a fan.

I need to go to sleep but the pouring rain is loud and there's not a chance of me sleeping through it at this point. Oh well. Guess I'll finish that crossover episode of Grey's and Private Practice that I fell asleep during last night.

The forecast (which formerly said rain Thurs and Fri) now says rain through Monday, with thunder and lightning tomorrow. Joy.

Wow, am I a weather oriented person or what?