The Old Man is Snoring
Of course, yesterday it began to rain. Thunder and lightning during the night. And the nice, well controlled little leak in the front hallway has now sprouted cousins and nephews, creeping in two directions up and down over the stairway and leaving ugly glue-colored spots on the already ugly carpet. I do not want to think what this means for the interior of the walls where the leak is appearing...I keep imagining structural damage, mold, thousands of dollars in repairs. Eew.
Until we moved west, we owned an apartment in New York. An apartment is a different thing. You may not have as much room for upward and downward expansion, but when the roof leaks, it is the building and not the apartment dweller who must fix it. It's nice to own your home. Except when it isn't.