Today was okay. Busy, but fine. Whatever.
(Still unemployed. Husband left the country on a trip this morning. I had to get up super early today. Took my car for an oil change. Just regular life.)
And then at 9:15 tonight, my son said, “Is that water?” He pointed to my office ceiling, the same ceiling that is only two years old.
This is the ceiling that was repaired after a toilet overflowed and left puddles of water that rained onto my desk. It cost a lot and involved my insurance company and ended up raising my insurance rates.
Yeah, that ceiling. It has an unmistakably wet mushy spot.
*SILENT SCREAM*
It’s always something, isn’t it?
This time I poked a big hole in it and only a few drops of water plunked onto my desk chair.
I guess I’ll be calling a plumber tomorrow.
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Mel,Homeowner ship is not what it’s cracked up to be…ugh! Have a great weekend!Vivian
I Peter 1 24 For,“All people are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;the grass withers and the flowers fall,25 but the word of the Lord endures forever.”[a]And this is the word that was preached to you.
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