Bring on the rain. I kid.

Roof leaking again. Need a drink.

Almost one year ago, we noticed that the wall and ceiling in our bedroom were leaking. Long story short, we called our insurance company, they cut us a check, we paid our $1,500 deductible (SO sucky), hired degenerate general contractor, and he gave us a brand new bedroom.

We are entirely too naive and trusting, I'll be the first to admit it. General contractor screwed us over and didn't fix the cause, just put a little band-aid over it. That held up for about 8 months until the problems started all over again. With all of this lovely weather (over 70 inches of snow!), our bedroom has gotten worse and because of all the snow and rain, our new, trustworthy, wonderful contractor has been unable to begin work. Our insurance company hasn't been the best either - can you believe it? An insurance company dragging their heels to pay out a claim? Unheard of, I know.

So I have had to live with this:

and this

But on the plus side, at least my husband found a purpose for that pot that I haven't used since receiving it at my wedding shower. He's so creative.

And at the current moment, we are in the midst of a monsoon that will not let up until Monday. So until then we will have our own customized sound machine and I can fall asleep to the sound of the rain falling in my bedroom. Literally. I have managed to stay pretty positive throughout this and continue to be thankful for the roof over our heads. Even though it's a leaky one.

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