TMD NBG

Jan 07, 2010 16:16

TMD = Temporary Mandibular Dislocation

Aie, what a week.
On Monday morning I woke up to Aki tapping on my door to tell me that water was dripping into his room. You see, I have a flat roof with a lip on it several inches high, and the internal drains had clogged up with leaves (only took a few from that goddamn arbutus tree). So, I had a large flat tray of water sitting on top of my house, lessee 35' x 28' x 3 inches = 245 cubic feet of water, which is about two and a half tons. Give or take. However, there is a notch in the "lip" that allows for overflow when this sort of thing happens, and it was overflowing all right - onto the exact spot where the power lines enter the house, and where a cedar shingle isn't. That's how the water got into the house. After a while some roofing guys came, and established what I've explained, and cleaned out the drains - I have to get a proper ladder and will go up there every month or so in winter to keep the drains clear. They nailed on a shingle to stop the water coming in. So, we got a slightly wet rug in Aki's room and I hope that's about it. This summer the project is to have the ceadar shingles on the sides of the roof replaced with metal, and the 1 1/2" drains replaced with 3" drains. That ought to solve the problem.

Anyway, that and a number of other tension-making things that went on during the holidays meant that I sprained my own jaw while trying to chew a stale piece of Stollen bread for breakfast. Now I can't chew or talk properly, watch the yawns, and just wait for it to get better. Well, it means I will be eating less and talking less, two sort of New Year's resolutions I had thought about making.

Anyway, it's almost Friday and things ought to be getting better.

body, house

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