October 13: Drip

Sleeping, late at night, rain falling outside. My bed is under the eaves and I woke confused, my head wet. It took a short amount of time to realize the ceiling was leaking rainwater on my face. Calculating how much sleep I had left to get if I went back to sleep, I decided to move my bed and put a cup on the windowsill. I would handle it tomorrow. I fell back to sleep wondering how on earth I would also move this mountain. Dread. In the morning, I went behind the kneewall in the girls’ room and found the leak. I put a piece of mirror that was stashed back there under the drip and wedged a towel into the acute angle of the roof hitting the attic floorboards