Friday

This day started early. I mean really really early.  George is having a second bout of jet lag and was up at 4:30. That should have been my first sign. 

Then the traps that were set to catch whatever critter is living in my attic were sitting empty.  Yes  - empty as in the food had been eaten but no critter had been caught.  

The new washing machine that was installed yesterday because my old one kept stopping at the rinse cycle because the lid had been broken off of it for months, keeps tripping the breaker that is attached to the air conditioner in the sun room.  It's hot y'all!

The immense rains have leaked into the sunroom and now paired with the lack of air conditioning make the room feel more like a sauna than a relaxing little place for coffee. 

The ants are out of control. They were all over the kitchen counter and when I went to spray to kill them a giant gecko runs out from behind the cabinet.  Which explains the weird droppings I found ON the bathroom mirror this morning.  

My Tuk Tuk driver did not speak English and missed my turn to bring me and the kids home from Ella's Yoga class tonight.  

My Uber driver missed the turn to take me to the coffee shop this morning...twice.  But in his defense the street name has changed. Why? I have no idea. 

I am not making this up. 

This all happened today.

 I am tired. 

I am glad it's Friday. 

I am giving George melatonin so he will sleep past 4:30. 

Today I do not love Sri Lanka. 

Tomorrow will be better.