How Not To Spend Your Monday Off

LOL, I think these "How Not To" posts are going to become my signature thing. We had How Not To Ring In The New Year, and yesterday's Total Lack Of Research which could also be called How Not To Start A New Glass Art. Don't worry about me... I write these with the ability to laugh at myself and my ridiculous situations. I hope they make you laugh too, and hey, maybe you'll learn something too.

Yesterday being a national holiday, the kids had off school. I let Jacob have a few friends over and we ordered pizza. As I waited for the pizza delivery guy, I noticed something strange in the corner of the living room.


I know it looks fine from here... but take a closer look.


OH MY STARS!!! THE ROOF IS LEAKING!!!

This corner is the spot where the new house meets the old house. It is a rather dicie spot that grows a lot of icicles outside. We knock the monster iciles down, but whatelse can we do? There is no access to the attic in over this spot. We can see if there is isulation unless we rip into the ceiling in the closet.

See, this is the closet on the other side of the wall.


While all FIVE kids that were here played outside in snow (according to the boys, it is the ice planet of Hoth out there, like on Star Wars), I moved all the furniture out of the corner and emptied the closet. Then in a panic called my husband, who couldn't do anything about it from work, and I called my cousin's husband Brad, who is a foreman for a construction company. Brad said he could come by after work and take a look.

I took the kids home, much to Jacob's disappointment. Apparently, he thought it no big deal that the paint was coming off the walls and water was dripping in to the living room soaking the carpets. According to him, I was spazing over nothing. I could hear the water drip drip driping inside the wall and down into my studio below and could see the paint coming off the walls... I was NOT spazing over nothing, child.

The leak is ice damning... damn ice. Brad and Ron used hammers and chisles to break it all away outside. If we roof rake everytime it snows, and get some of that heat tape to keep what tries to build up melting... then we should be okay. It'll be a few weeks before we can get the drywall repaired. It needs to dry out. Ugh. Oh well.

Today is going to be a better day. I am going to put my living room back together as much as I can. Lauren has a friend over to play and ride the bus with her. Once they head out, I am headed down to the studio... there needs to be some bead making done round these parts.