Well, Rats

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It's shaping up to be not such a great week.

My sweetie just hit day 6 of having a fever of between 102 and 103.

We woke up to a leak in our living room, just below where our second floor shower is.

I have completely over-committed myself fannishly (7 challenge stories, 2 zines stories, both of which are due Friday, and we won't even talk about the vids I'd like to be/am working on). Right now, I'm trying to decide on a course of action: panic and do as much as I can in a flurry or roll over and give up? I suspect my actual response is going to be somewhere between the two, but things aren't looking good for the Boromir gen zine story due this week. (Gen? What's that?)

On the other hand:

I'd already arranged to work on some video stuff at home today, so I was able to drive my sweetie to his doctor first thing.

I'd never gotten around to cancelling the home repair warranty that came with our new mortgage, so we may get off with a $50 deductible for the plumbing repair, though don't even talk to me about repairing the drywall afterward.

On the writing front...well, crap, there is no good news there. Sigh.

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We figure it's an infection, but he's got no other obvious symptoms.

The shower is in the tub, with tile and everything. Everyone else in the development has had shoddy plumbing connections resulting in leaks, so it looks like it's just our time. Stupid builder.

The leak is on the ceiling, nowhere near our walls. Which is good, since it's on the side of the red wall and there's no way we want to paint that again. We'll have to do something with the ceiling, though.