Stumbling towards sogginess

The rain refuses to stop here at the moment, though I have hopes that when Denise has finished her exams there will suddenly be a blast of sunshine, bringing her a lottery win and me a job/house. Or just the sun would be great. The landlords have been having their old deck demolished, so that a brand spanking new one can be put up. This has suddenly allowed light into our hitherto dingy basement suite, and we can actually see stuff without turning lamps on for once. I was in the shower this morning, in wonderment that I could see all the aspects of the bathroom without squinting. About time too, since I think my eyes are suffering from the lack of Vitamin whatever it is, and the constant staring at my laptop.

However, since we're both moving out soon and another deck is going to get built in the same place, this is only a momentary respite from the gloom. And today a slightly worrying problem materialised, which I put down to the concrete path outside being broken up - patches of water have started appearing on our carpet. I think the rain has somehow got under the house (we apparently live on the site of an old river bed, so the builder tells me) and near the door it looks as though someone has dropped a big jug of water in various places. I think I'm removing anything that I have on the floor in my room to higher ground tonight, since my bedroom is the next in line from the entrance. Of course the landlords have gone out tonight, so I left a phone message, trying to sound calm whilst at the same time implying that if they didn't investigate this problem there might be a bigger one soon if it keeps raining.......

On a completely different note, I was cajoled into signing up for bellydancing classes the other day, dropping an ill-afforded $130 in the process. Ouch - I'd better get a damn good stomach for that amount of money. Ok, so it is 16 weeks of classes, and it is worth it, but not having a job makes you worry about your spending. But as Denise rightly pointed out, it will be something to do over the summer when she's not here. My parents will probably insist on coming to the classes when they're here, just to see what it's like. I can see my mother doing it now. God help us all.