Last night provided the big rain storm we’d been hoping for, to test our fix-it man’s assertion that the ridonculous number of leaks in our kitchen had been fully sealed.

Yeah, not so much. It started out promisingly enough, with no leakage all throughout the day. But that was just garden-variety rain. Once the deluge started sometime after 8:00 last night, the familiar drip-drip-drip returned, first in one spot, then another, then another, and another, and another… Good thing we hadn’t put away most of our buckets, pots, and bowls.

The fix-it man returns this evening. He admits he has absolutely no idea where the water is getting in, so I’m not exactly hopeful that things will be any different after he leaves.

As for dinner, we’ll be picnicking in the living room again. At least it’s something comforting: Slow-Cooker Butternut Squash Risotto. If that doesn’t make us feel better about the sorry state of our kitchen, I don’t know what will.