Two nights ago a leak started in my laundry room. Plumber came back and refixed toilet. It rained in the laundry room that night. Portions of the ceiling tile caved in, landlady assured me it was just run off from the problem that was solved. Cried and threw myself on futon, knowing that all was not welland my mother would be walking through my door in a few short days. Came home from work at lunch today, it was still dripping, plumber came and spent 3 hours fixing it. Will it be okay? Don't know yet. Can't use it till tomorrow. Had to use the landlady's bathroom, will use a bucket if I really have to go in the night.

Oh well...