So I was at work, in a building with only emergency generator power, and with multiple entrances closed due to wind-damaged glass doors (!!), when J gtalked me. "There's water coming in one of the windows. It's dripped water over dozens of your books." I figured I must have left a window open, notwithstanding the predicted rain with hurricane-force gusts.

I may have. But that wasn't the problem. Water was running in from a gap in the sealant around the window.

I drove home. Nothing seriously damaged, I think, although a lot of paper (my notebooks from last semester were under that window) is rumpled, and some books will be scarred. The reindeer fur, on the floor in front of that bookcase, is damp and smelly --- but it's fur, it will probably (i hope) be fine.

Apparently the gutter on the roof was blocked (nice maintanence there), and when they took the gutter down to resolve the problem, water began pouring off of the roof at a torrential rate. The leak into the room tailed off at that point, as well.

J went to work; i'm working from home, cleaning, drying, watching nervously for a recurrance.

Ugh.