PLEASE GOD,ENOUGH ALREADY WITH THE RAIN

We made it through last night.Ants went someplace during the night and gone was good enough for me at that time.While watching water collect under the paint on the ceiling in the kitchen, I noticed that the ants were making a come back.I was proud that I had not had a meltdown over over the poop and loss of our rug and the many leaks in the kitchen.When I came in my room an hour ago and saw the water on the floor, that was the final straw.But not the final leak. Heard Joe yell "aw fuck",he found another leak. Actually it found him.This one is in the hall.As I type I am listening to the steady drip drip drip from 3 rooms now.I have sat and cried,prayed and cussed. Still the rain cometh.I am afraid by tomorrow night we will have serious damage that we cannot afford to repair.Joe has done everything he could to patch up the leaks when the rain has stopped for a minute here and there. Last week it seemed he had patched it all and it was done.I am trying to tell myself how fortunate we are to even have a home.There are many around here and all over the state that watched their houses float away. I think I shall get a valium and a glass of white wine and finish "MY POSSE DON'T DO HOMEWORK".