Drip...drip...drip...

I couldn't sleep this morning. I knew something was going on. It was 4:30am and I laid awake for nearly an hour before I was able to get back to sleep. I surfed the interweb from my phone so I kept busy for the hour but I had a tough getting back to sleep. The sleep I had from then on was not a great sleep- I could hear the weather pounding down on our roof.

About two hours later, I could tell by the noises in the room that Todd was just about getting ready to leave for work...and then I hear it: the sound of a drop of water falling from above hit my pillow. I disregarded the noise- it had rained like CRAZY all summer and fall- there's NO WAY this was happening.

I heard it again.

And again.

I felt my pillow and sure enough...there was a leak coming from the ceiling.

Turns out it wasn't s huge deal- we got a guy recommended by our insurance agent over to the house by 9am. He was able to scoot up on the roof, find the hole near the original chimney and tell me that who ever put our new roof in ten or so years ago did a really shitty job.

Awesome. Todd gets to learn how to patch up roof holes real soon.

And now...not a cloud in the sky.


I've spent the past two days at work leafing through these: Time Magazine's Top 50 Websites of 2009.

You probably won't get any work done now, either. You're welcome.