Got my first dose of house-related non-awesomeness this weekend. There was a pretty big rainstorm Friday night, and usually around these parts rainstorms are preceded by a whole bunch of wind. This time was no exception, and it rained a good bit. I wasn't here for most of the rain, but I came back over Saturday morning, and noticed that the roof looked a bit, um... _off_. As in, there was a big part of it all crinkled up, right at the edge where the flashing is. Well, that can't be good. In the converted garage under where the roof crinkle was, one of my boxes has a good bit of water in it. Uh oh. Saturday afternoon I was at the house when it started to rain again. This time I was here to witness the love, and it was negative awesome. It was literally _pouring_ in the garage room; water just streaming down the windows, making a small lake on the floor. I found all the buckets I could, and started placing or holding them up strategically, and collected enough water for a small African village while I waited for the torrential rain to subside. When it did, I ran back to the other house, borrowed "the kids'":http://apadventures.net/ ladder, and came back to see if I could maybe bend the thing back, or put up a tarp, or something.

I got up on the roof and realized that it wasn't a small section bent up; it was the whole corner of the roof peeled up and folded back on itself. There was a good 20 sq feet of wet looking plywood sitting up there, not holding back much water at all. I grunted and groaned and lifted and flipped the latex membrane part somewhat back into place (that sucker was _heavy_), and that took care of the leak for the short term.

Now the garage room (soon to be my office) smells like a musty old factory, but the good news is that the roof should be covered under the American Home Shield thingy we got. I should be getting a call from the insurance contractor today, and for my $50 deductible, we'll see what kind of fixin' they can do.