Nowhere you'd want to be

I woke up this morning excited for my day. I was finally going to be getting my hair cut and colored, embarrassingly long overdue. Rebekah was going with me and I was treating her to a manicure. She had her last solo & ensemble competition later today and I thought it would be a pleasant way to pass the time...not to mention squeeze in some girl time with her. She's student-directing the musical and we don't see a lot of her lately.

I walked into Jacob's room to get his room ready for the day. I walked towards his window when my foot "squished". Yup, his carpet was soaked. Evidently, we have quite a nice leak flowing in from the corner of his room, on the floor. No haircut/color or manicure today.

We started tearing apart his room, trying to get his area rug up, the floor dried, the rest of his furniture moved, when it hit me that he shares that wall with the girls room.

I went rushing in to the girl's room, and yup, the floor there had standing water too. Awesome.

We have spent the entire day moving furniture, toys, all kinds of stuff out of the way and mopping and drying. We put towels down and half an hour later they need changed. All day long.

Also, as if all this awesomeness wasn't enough, there's water coming in the top of a window frame in the living room. Nothing like sitting on the couch getting splashed.

Then too, there's the wonderful development that Mark is SICK. Evidently Jacob, who is still not feeling well, shared his bug.

I am thisclose to being completely overwhelmed. Some days you just get so tired of being a grown up.

Jacob and Julianna are freaking out wondering if our house is ever going to be the same. I have the same concern. Our roof and gutters are fairly new, five years max., there's no way we should be having leaking. Yet, here we are. Our gutters are full of ice and snow, there's icicles all over the house, I guess when things warmed up just enough to begin to thaw a little, water worked it's way into the house somehow and is now flowing away.

Awesome.

If you have any ideas what might be wrong, what might have happened or how to fix it, I'm all ears. Otherwise, say a prayer for me. Things are really not great around here.

PS--The one truly bright and shining moment of the day--Rebekah got a 1--perfect, at solo and ensemble. This was after truly monumental freakout tears and a viscious case of nerves, but seeing how the day went, I'm not sure I can blame her. She probably thought she was walking around with a big black cloud over her head. I know I do.

It's funny though. As I sit here at night, trying to relax, trying to concentrate on reading a book. As I listen to Mark sighing and moaning in ways he doesn't even realize, trying to get comfortable. I listen to Jacob crying and being miserable, trying to adjust to sleeping in a strange bed, in strange circumstances, my little guy who fiercely loves his routine. As I listen for Julianna, also in strange circumstances, trying so hard to control everything, so uncertain if everything's going to be okay or not. I listen to Rebekah downstairs, enjoying the friendship of 6 other girls she'd invited for a sleepover, I listen to all of it and even though I am stressed, the biggest thing I'm feeling is blessed, or lucky, or whatever moniker you'd put on it. I'm acutely aware that things could be so much worse. I'm thankful for this home we have. For the relative good health we all enjoy. For the overwhelming love and closeness we all enjoy. I'm thankful that the bad things that happened today weren't worse and for the certain knowledge that somehow, sometime in the future, this will all be behind us and things will be better. I'm sorry for all the people who have serious problems in this life that that is not true for.