I glanced up anyway and saw that I had deduced correctly. My bedroom ceiling had sprung a leak.
|My leaky bedroom ceiling|
The kiddies ran to the shop to relay the news to Hubby, who came running to the bedroom accompanied by our two college student nephews. I showed them the puddle in the middle of our bedroom and then I pointed to the leaky ceiling right above it. Seeing as that it wasn't raining at the moment, the general consensus was that our tinaco (water storage thingamajig) that sits on the roof had sprung a leak.
Hubby and our nephews climbed onto the roof to get a closer look and to see if any major damage had been done to our roof. I didn't want to have to worry about my roof collapsing in the middle of the night. (Have I mentioned that my oldest nephew is studying to be an architect?)
Once on the roof, the men saw that there was no leak nor any danger of my roof caving in. It was actually a minor malfunction. The flotador (float doo-hickey) wasn't working, and since this particular tinaco is constantly being filled with water from our other tinaco, the water spilled onto the roof and into my bedroom.
Hubby and my nephews removed a couple of buckets of water from the tinaco so that it wouldn't continue to spill water everywhere and then they repaired the flotador. First thing tomorrow morning, Suegro (father-in-law) will patch the roof so the leaking doesn't continue during rain season and this entire problem will have been solved. I hope.
Now about those buckets of water...
The kiddies had been complaining all afternoon about the heat, so Hubby and the sobrinos (nephews) decided to help them cool off.
Another fun day at the Limón household!