Took a bath tonight for some reason. Haven’t had one in like... eons. Just kind of relaxed and zoned out. Damn nice.
Was up there for a pretty long time. When I finally got out and went downstairs, there was a strange puddle on the floor. I’m thinking to myself at this point “Did Naia fucking go and pee on the floor?!!?”
Then I see another puddle. And hear a drip. Deena comes into the room, saying, “OH SHIT”, and looking up. I follow her stare to the ceiling, which has suddenly got some plaster cracks in it, and is dripping some rust colored water rather steadily now.
Anyway. Naia, sorry I blamed you for a second. Old houses are fun, but holy CRAP this sucks. I mean, really. What the *hell* am I supposed to do here? Deena’s going to call the home owners insurance tomorrow, and see if it takes care of this sort of thing.