It's like a Zen Garden in here.

It's been raining on and off. It's great for the garden, for the birds, for the rain buckets but it's not so great when you've got a leak. Not good at all...

There's a breezeway inbetween the house and the garage. The people who lived here before (I sometimes curse them - is that wrong?) decided to put up some walls and a roof and make that area into an office. Ingenious if you do it right. Nutbarish if you don't.

The walls are not insulated. Mr. A sits in there in the winter and grows icicles on his nose (ok, that's funny). We bought a little heater to keep his feet warm. The office is great as a bar fridge in January. But now that the temperatures have increased a little bit we've noticed that the roof wasn't sealed properly either. There's no flashing. I'm not entirely sure what 'flashing' is but I know it helps keep the water on the outside of your house and when it's not there you really, really miss it.

Water is pouring down the office walls. No joke. At the points where the wall of the house and the roofing of the office join, the rain gushes down. I'm not entirely sure where it goes after that (perhaps the floor is not sealed either). Have you ever seen one of those Zen garden rocks things? The water rushes down and pools in the bottom? Yah, pretty when it's in the garden but not so much when it's the wall inside your house... wait, maybe that's what we could do instead of me being on the roof with tar.

Get that picture in your head... me, roof, tar, 80 degree weather, humidity 90%. Can you see the grumpy expression on my face. Trust me it's not pretty.