This house is raining on me.

Literally.

When I returned to this house in January, the first day water was leaking from the ceiling into my room. Where was this water coming from? The washroom, upstairs. More specifically the toilet.... It didn't do that much damage to my room since the water only dropped on the floor and a bowl could easily catch the water. As Jim repaired the said toilet the water stopped and I thought all was well.  Untilll, today. when water starts dripping again. The only problem is that since that day in January, I have rearranged my room. My bed is directly under the said leak. fanflippentastic.

I feel like all I do is complain on this blog.... I don't really mean to. I just don't know how all these things happen in one house.

Currently, Jim is sitting in his truck, in the driveway, with opera music blaring. Just sitting there.  He's been there for about a half hour now.

...on the topic of Jim, here's some classic quotes.

 “I put a new shower head on in the shower..... it shoots out like Niagara falls.

"Seriously" 

"You're racist"

“It’s cause he’s black” 

“ don’t be shell shocked, I’m cooking”

On the subject of school " School is just a hallway, a hallway of many hallways, you just got to walk through them......Seriously."