Something has happened and I now have a flooded closet. Since it's so wet outside, I have nowhere to hang the stuff I was planning to take to dry cleaning.
Couldn't go into work, but somehow, I'm not as broken up about that as I could be.
The pipes run through the closet. I still don't know what my upstairs neighbors did to make the pipe back up. It's sheer luck that I found it. I was just checking to see if I'd already put a pair of pants in the dry cleaning pile. I had. They're soaked.
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*sigh*
Not my best week.