But it Pours

So I'm having a shower. And I hear this sound. A sound, kind of like water gushing out of a hose. And it's not the shower that's making this sound. It's the drain in the middle of my bathroom floor gushing water into my bathroom, and subsequently into my room. About 2 inches of water. And taking into account the relative non-absorbancy of marble - it doesn't appear to be soaking into anything fast. Except my luggage. And my books. And my clothes. And my paintings. All of which, getting ready to move, have been placed in organized piles on the floor.

Stress doesn't even begin to describe my mood right now. Something, probably, along the lines of "quiet hysteria".