Jeff took Evie to church today, and I stayed home because I am getting over a bad cold. While I was laying on the couch, I heard dripping. I glanced up and saw that we had a leak. Jeff had thought he found the source of the leak before, and it hasn't leaked in a long time. Now it is way worse than before. The carpet is wet, so it must be pouring down the drywall. He is still at church. I hate to have to tell him when he gets home. It has been pouring down rain here for several days. I'm not even sure how he can even work on it when it is raining this hard. I hope and pray that it doesn't do damage to where we have to rip part of the drywall and ceiling out.