I woke up early yesterday to the sound of water leaking from my kitchen ceiling as rain dripped steadily through gaps in the roof. I woke up early today to the sound of the ceiling collapsing, and spent most of the day exiled to a coffee shop while the contractors tried to figure out what they had botched during their last job. Now I get to look forward to a week or more of people stomping in and out of my home as they get everything repaired.

On the bright side, this is probably the motivation I need to finally do some serious spring cleaning and redecorating. If anyone has ideas on how to spruce up an apartment that’s literally falling apart, let me know.