Oh no.

And "no" is the soft option, replacing a great host of four-letter words.

Back room has had tiny slow leak for ages. Plumber came in Tuesday and Wednesday. Leak pronounced fixed. Contractor put up new drop ceiling Wednesday and Thursday. Room done on Thursday. Moved back home tonight, cleaned the empty back room (took three buckets of water and two washrags--*vile*), began moving stuff in so little luxuries like the kitchen and John's room would be free and clear. Was making decent progress.

And heard water falling, and went back there to discover a thin stream of water coming down from where the new drop ceiling meets the walls, and water coming out from around the new light socket, and a two-feet-and-change wide puddle deep enough to splash in.

I am *not* happy.

I finally found the emergency number--they don't have it posted anywhere--got in touch with the night maintenance guy and explained. He said he'd call the prop manager and come right over.

I've emptied out the shelves, and am currently waiting. It seems to be intermittent, but it's big--the edge ceiling on both long sides of the room has seeps and leaks and patches here and there along four or five feet each side. And I've got a bucket under the lightbulb, but the biggest leak is coming down behind a set of shelves that are bolted into place.

...I want pizza, and a wildberry cooler, and I can't use the damn phone until the maintenance guy gets here.

I will be settling for tea.