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It started Friday morning.  It hasn't stopped yet.

When I arrived at work Friday morning, my computer was in the midst of rebooting itself.  Our systems are configured so that IT can push patches down to them automatically through a product called Marimba, so I mumbled something about getting rebooted the one time in several months that I had left something I needed open when I left the night before, and I waited for the boot processes to finish.  About the time that the logon prompt was to appear, the screen went dark and the POST started again.  Uh-oh.  Ten hours later, I was finishing up with the last of the patches on my newly-installed Windows XP image.  I hadn't gotten anything else done all day.  I spent all morning trying to fix the system, and then started my rebuild at about 1:30.

When I went to leave work, it wasn't just raining, it was pouring.  So, I mumbled something about it raining the one day I left my umbrella in the truck, and I took off at a run.  I arrived at the truck soaking wet and in pain.  Somehow, I had managed to throw my lower back out of whack while running to the truck.

This morning, I woke up still in pain.  Seth had a sore throat.  So, when Julie, Rachael, and Ethan left for a birthday party, Seth and I stayed behind.  After lunch, I stepped into Seth's room for something and noticed water stains on the ceiling.  Sure enough, the drain line for the air conditioner is plugged, and the secondary catch pan had overflowed.  Apparently, the emergency cut-off switch that is supposed to detect water in the secondary catch pan didn't work right.  There's no telling how long that little one-drip-per-second leak has been going on up there.

I know that when it rains, it pours, but inside too?