We’ve had some torrential rain hereabouts lately, and on his way downstairs this morning, Lloyd discovered that the roof over the stairs is leaking. I had no idea what he was working on until I came upon his contraption construction.
Why go to all that trouble? See, the problem was that the leak was right above that post, so a bucket couldn’t be placed there. He fixed that with a complicated structure that consisted of: four boards, four screws, an upside-down plastic box, a wastebasket, and an anvil. I’m so amazed at his ingenuity.
Of course, paranoid me tied the anvil down with a bathroom robe belt so it wouldn’t be dislodged by the cats and kill one of us.
The kicker? I came home tonight and the leak had stopped, but the ceiling is soggy in other places. Hooray.
Kitt says
Oy. Roof leaks suck. Hope the fix is simple. Check your flashing.
Deanne says
Ditto, except I don’t know what flashing is. Nice catching contraption!
Brad says
I’ll be interested to see the construct that holds the soggy ceiling up.
Lauren says
I believe it will involve lashing some cats together with belts.
Beth says
I’m thinking by this morning that the leak has started again…as of last night we had received something like 3 inches of rain in 24 hours…and then it started raining again…
How do you say that Kitt? Oy? Oy.
Lloyd says
You know, we came home at the end of the day and there was about a tablespoon worth of water in the trashcan. I think it must have something to do with what direction the wind is blowing or maybe the phase of the moon.
Deborah says
Our garage door broke yesterday and our brand new transmission is leaking. Must be that time of year.
Lauren says
And it’s Bethany’s birthday, right? Give her a big squeeze for me! (Unless I am way, way off on the date. You know my scattered memory.)
Deborah says
Very close. It’s Sunday. I’ll still give her a big squeeze from you today and Sunday!
Lauren says
Um, sorry Fanomeed, but the joke looked suspiciously like spam. If it was real, I apologize.
Cousin Sam says
Is this a picture of the server that runs (ruins) LloydandLauren.com?
Karla says
What is this? Brad is a gentlemanly gardener, and Lloyd is a dapper carpenter? I’m starting to feel underdressed.