I was in my BIG - HUGE - HOUSE. My roommate was with me. We were looking at the water coming in at the high peak of the garage. The garage was HUGE. Large enough for 3 semi's - maybe even something taller. The rain began coming in at each door at the top. I had professionals there helping me decide what to do. They had to come while it was raining. My roommate knew that it had been leaking long before I did - and I was annoyed. That was the first emotion I remember feeling. I was annoyed that she had not said anything. It started pouring - more than just a leak. I was not worried or scared. The professionals were telling me this was the fault of previous owner - but I said this was a new problem - we just needed to fix it. We realized there was black plastic along the roof that needed to be stapled back in place. Before waking I knew what high school kid I would get to climb up and staple to reseal the plastic. At the end my emotion was to feel empowered because it was an easy fix.
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