The price we pay for our plants sometimes extends beyond the plants themselves, or growing paraphernalia. I came back after being away from the city for 5 days to find that my grow tank had sprung a leak, and flooded the entire top floor of my house, dripping down onto the first floor. The laminate is buckling, the carpet is sopping wet, and I have no idea the extent of damage in the floor. I've been trying to use a shop-vac to get as much of it as I can. It's Canadian Thanksgiving weekend, so no professional services are open, and I am required to leave the city again on Tuesday to go to work. It's a nightmare, and I'm ready to grab a bottle of wine and just crawl crying into bed. Living in a dry climate is a small mercy. I am shaking my fist at the plants who seem to be laughing in my face as they frolic in the 99% humidity. Sigh. I hope I can look back on this in 5 years and laugh.