This is really starting to get unfunny.
As much as I said I wanted to wear my rain coat, I'm good. You can stop now.
The streets are flooding. But more importantly, there was a waterfall on the inside of our chimney last night. Down the wall, onto the floor.
And as much as I enjoy falling asleep to the sound of flowing water, I really prefer creeks and streams as opposed to rushing water from under our crown molding. Plus, my car is very low and small, and it really cant forge the flooded streets.
And despite my normally cheery demeanor (Matt... stop laughing), I really am on the verge of staking out the personal homes of our roofing company employees until they give us a date that our roof will be replaced.
So please, rain, give us a break. Ease off a bit so I can enjoy the Halloween weekend. But more importantly, so Matt and I never have another night of running around in our pajamas as we yell and try to sop up the lake forming in our den.