Fucking. Hell.

Ah, what a night. The ceiling in our sunporch has buckled in and while I don't think it's going to collapse, I'm feeling rather sick to my stomach right now. As I began to prepare dinner tonight, I looked out the kitchen window and saw that one section of the ceiling was bent in. GREAT. We've had months of snow and ice build up on the roof and while we've been able to rake some of it off in places, the sunporch was not one of them. Factor in falling snow and ice from above (which caused one of the sunporch windows to shatter and which dented said window's frame), and it's just a mess.

A rainstorm blew into town today and the weight of the rain, which is freezing at times, has just proven to be too much for our poor sunporch. As soon as I pointed out the problem to Brian, we grabbed the roof rake and with great difficulty, walked around to the back of the house to clear what we could from the roof. The snow is up to my hips in places, so it was not easy to get back there. We couldn't go through the sunporch itself because there is broken glass in the snow. We got some of the snow off, but the ice is there to stay for a while longer. GUH.

Brian is freaking out and so am I. I don't know how bad the damage really is and I have no idea how we'll fix it. We don't have the money for major repairs (or even minor ones, really) and more to the point, we don't have the know-how. We have no choice but to wait this storm out and the next one, and the next one...there is always a next one in this winter, the worst one in almost 40 years.

Fingers crossed that it's nothing we can't fix with some paint and some...I don't know...whatever it is one uses to fix falling-in-ceilings. I'd post some pictures, but I'm too bummed right now.

The rain is falling harder. I think I need to eat some more cookies now.

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