And the water stays where it belongs.

Outside.

It was leaking quite badly around the chimney when the Gor’easter blew through here a few weeks back.   So I took a bucket of flashing tar up there and went to town.

Apparently, tromping my fat ass around up there loosened the seal around one of the sewer vent pipes, since I noticed a puddle in the basement.   Went into the attic, and watched the water follow the pipe all the way down.   Stuff from underneath, Tar from above - no water this time.

And now I’ve put in the final piece of redirection on the downspout at the garage.   I’ll clean out the gutter junction between the house and the garage tomorrow, and we’ll see what this weekend’s downpour does to me, if anything.

Ah, the joys of home ownership.

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