Myself and the house both leak (cry), every time he is there. The damn faucet sprung another leak last night. Had to turn the water off again. Took 6 tries this morning to get it back on to shower. I am sure it was a lovely sight- me in my Stewie jammies throwing a wrench across my yard screaming into the air that god does not exist and asking why the universe was against me. It was a new low.