Houston, we have a problem. Again.
Woke up at three a.m. – have no idea why – but decided to get a drink and discovered a puddle on the counter and floor and heard that telltale ‘plink plink’ sound. It’s not behind the light fixture; it’s mainly in the corner this time, but the drywall is feeling suspiciously soggy all around.
We had a huge snowstorm last night, that changed to freezing rain. So I’m guessing there’s ice there again and the rain has no where to go. So much for my plans on getting a good night’s sleep and writing a lot in the morning.
It’s now 11:30 a.m. and the water is still dripping through the roof, including behind the light fixture too. The snow is melting and there’s a constant stream pouring off the roof – at least some of the water is not coming into the house.
It’s not like the roof needs replacing – it was completely replaced with new boards, a rubber membrane to stop leaks (fat lot of good that did!), and new shingles in 2003.
Hubby’s going to get the ladder and try to clear off as much ice as he can in a few minutes – hopefully that will help. So much for my ‘Spring has Sprung’ post. That poor birdie – he’s probably buried under the snow and ice now.