It was so cold this morning that I put on pantyhose for the first time in 8 years. I took a new pair out of the package tucked into the way back of my socks drawer, put it on, and discovered that I am no longer the same size I was 8 years ago. When I bend my knees, elephant-trunk wrinkles appear on the backs of my knees as all this nylon goodness gathers there. Oh well, at least it helps keep me warm — it’s been much colder (meaning, for my readers in the east, temperatures in the 50s Fahrenheit) lately, and rain is now predicted to commence on Sunday and conclude on Thursday. This makes me nervous, since my bachelorette house (as differentiated from my marital house where I currently reside) had leaked in the rainstorm in October, and then again last month. According to my tenants, the leaks in the stairwell were so bad that rain filled bowls and dribbled down the chandelier and shorted the entire thing out. I now need to repair the stained damaged interior ceiling there and replace the chandelier. I went thru leakage hell last February when I was living there and due to association drama and idiocy and further rains the new roof couldn’t be done for months thereafter, so although I’m grateful for the 5-year warranty on the new roof (and the roofers did go out under warranty and reportedly did some work on the roof for free), I’m unhappy they didn’t seal what they’d needed to seal in the first place such that new leaks occurred. Yesterday, I called the roofing company that did the work and asked if their warranty extended to interior damage due to a workmanship defect on the outside. They told me the warranty didn’t, but that they’d send someone out to look at the interior damage to see what they could do for me. They’re gonna make arrangements with my tenants. *crossing fingers* The roofers don’t need to do the repairs themselves, but if they could just throw some money my way to help me fix the ceiling and get a new chandelier, I’d be happy.