macq

I tempted fate and Mother Nature this weekend. On top of that, I disregarded advice that I have dispensed as my own for years. I am still alive to tell the tale...but not without consequences I'm afraid. Having flaunted my supposed superiority at the gods of wintertime, I discoverered this morning that the closet ceiling in my bedroom is leaking like a sieve (big rain last night...huge in fact).

One could say that this problem has probably been in existence for awhile...slow leak over many years finally ruptures under pressure from fierce rain and hail. I see where you're going with this BUT, I feel in my gut that this leak is payback for playing fast and loose with mother nature...She has just MADE it look like it has been going on for awhile...complete with a light dusting of mold growth behind my underwear shelf...Tricky gal, that ma nature...she knows I know and the mold was just window dressing...a wink is as good as a nod y'know...The water was the wakeup call...

"You didn't get away with nothin' dude...I see you...I know what you're doing...Being so smug over there in San Francisco...You just THINK you're outside of my jurisdiction...How about a little rain???? How about a fucking waterfall in your closet!!!!?????...Got your attention now dim bulb???"

I admit it...my farts aren't smelling quite so lavenderish today...She's right...I did learn a lesson...Just maybe not the one she thinks she's teaching me....But you didn't hear that from me...I have to act contrite until the insurance adjuster comes tommorow morning...