So.  We walked into the studio Saturday morning and saw water dripping from the ceiling.  I said words I don’t say.  We had one hour before we needed to leave for our wedding.  Hurry up and panic.  Leave four hundred four frantic messages for our landlord.  I never said I was a drama queen.  But then again, I never said I wasn’t.  Panic some more and then calm down.  It’s not THAT bad.  It didn’t touch the computers.  It didn’t touch the hard drives.  Even if it did, everything was backed up.  It’s slightly inconvenient but at least:  1. We weren’t entirely moved in.  2. We actually stopped, it would have been a lot worse otherwise.  3.  There’s no damage other than the ceiling.

So we set up shop here for now.  I’m wearing sweats.  And getting snacks on the hour.  And perhaps we’ll be eating Macs for dinner.  I guess it’s not all that bad.  Happy Monday!  🙂