Oh......can you say embarrassed? "Sure, come to my house and stay the night......don't mind the water leaking from the ceiling......... you don't mind, do you?"
I immediately told them that I would sleep in that room, and they could sleep in my room upstairs. At this point, they were probably secretly hoping they could leave and go to a motel. You know......a nice place......a place where water doesn't come pouring down on your head as you're laying in bed.
This morning Mr. S and I drove up to Barton to investigate where the leak came from, and to fix it if possible. It's an old house........and with old houses come lots of problems. Mr. S is getting pretty sick of having to deal with all of the "old house" problems. I can't say I blame him.......but I still love that house. Mr. S on the other hand......... Whenever we have these "little" problems, the words sell this place usually come out of his mouth. I ignore it.......I think it's just his frustration coming out and then when the problems are all fixed, he falls in love with the house all over again.
Anyways, Mr. S found the leak right away today, and it was an EASY fix!!!!!! This was the problem:
The faucet was leaking under the vanity! Easy fix.......went down to the village and bought a new faucet......problem solved!
I was so happy......and now we can live happily ever after in our old Vermont house :-)