A bunch of friends and I went swimming in one of Barton Creek's many excellent swimming holes today, something no one has been able to do in a long time due to the neverending drought that was not so neverending after all.
In fact, after splashing around and sliding off rocks and fighting the strong current all afternoon, we wondered if the rain was finally over for the summer and how long it would take the creek to dry up again if so. A total waste of worry; we drove home into a bank of darkening storm clouds, and the sky opened up about a half an hour after we got home. We had blinding downpours, a little hail, and near-constant lightning for over an hour, and it's still raining steadily three hours later.
The crazy storm was a very nice coda to the day, although I would have enjoyed it more if I didn't have to keep changing out the towels in my bedroom to keep the leak at bay. Sometimes the ceiling leaks, sometimes it's the window frame. I don't know why one but not the other, but it's kind of exciting to guess which one will start spewing water out all over the floor. Tonight it was the window frame, which was tricky because I can't just catch the water in a bucket; I have to strategically drape towels on the ledge, the wall, and the floor below.
I called the Landlady of Awfulness about the leaks last week, and she doesn't seem overly concerned about it. I have better things to do than spend the last two months of our lease fighting her on this, so I guess to be safe I'll just leave big wads of towels all over the place until we move.
(Pop quiz: If you owned a house that was bringing in a fair amount of income, wouldn't you occasionally invest some money into making sure it remained habitable and safe by doing things like, say, fixing a badly leaking roof during a rainy season? You would? Me too! We're so sane! Let's pat ourselves on the back! Pat, pat.)
Really, as long as the ceiling holds, I don't care what happens to the place. Although it does make me sad to see once-lovely hardwood floors stained and warping for no good reason than someone's cheap-ass negligence. That's just so stupid I can hardly stand it.