My day ended with a nightmare!

I worked my butt off getting the house ready for real estate staging and photographs. Hubby was totally unable (or willing) to do anything because of his eye. I will say that the stagers did an amazing job! Well worth the money. Our realtor came for paperwork signing, to see everything, establish listing price, and schedule the open house. She pressured me a bit to get the garage and basement in passable appearance before the open house. I say "me" only because Hubby was not even willing to come up from the basement to see her and sign the papers. It was embarrassing! He wasn't THAT bad off! Plus, I know how difficult it will be to achieve the garage/basement cleanup... because of Hubby. Fern knows.

So, doesn't sound that bad? Well, after all left, I went upstairs to take it easy. I decided to look in the spare room at its staging. I happen to look at the ceiling, and was horrified! These two full days of heavy rain, and the several days of partial rain before them, challenged our poorly re-shingled roof too much. The ceiling suddenly, within the day, now has several wet marks. Newly painted ceiling, at that! A little over a week before our newly scheduled open house. The roofing was/is our homeowners association's responsibility, but still. Who knows how long it will take to get the problem fixed. We now need the problem (and rain) to stop. We don't expect fast reimbursement for the obvious need for another painting of the ceiling (after the wet marks dry). The room has new carpeting and some of the stager's belongings in it... staged. Fing A!

Here is the lovely photo of the ceiling, which may possibly get even worse. Luckily no other rooms seem affected. Hopefully not!

I definitely think I deserve to cry about this, but am just too tired to.

The emergency guy is here now. Luckily Hubby is now taking over for me. I am just sitting here feeling horrible.