Do you ever have one of those days where you know you can sleep in, but your mind won't let you? That was me this morning. I tried and tried to shut off my mind, I flipped from side to side to try and get comfy, no luck. Instead, I got up and attempted to make coffee. Now, for some people, this isn't rocket science. For me, it is. I cannot seem to make a pot of coffee to save my life. You should have seen it--I had water everywhere, not to mention coffee grounds on the floor and strewn all over my countertops. Here I was, trying to measure out the perfect coffee to water ratio, and I somehow get coffee grounds inside the tank of water. Since Mike was sleeping, I screamed silently to myself. 10 minutes later, I finally have the coffee brewing. Success! Well, that is until I actually taste it (it's brewing now!).
Another reason for the title of this post? Today was supposed to be a day on the river with friends. We were going to get our tubes, our cooler and spending a few hours floating down the river. That is, until I saw the temperature this morning. 55 degrees. Not to mention that the sun is nowhere in sight. I swear, it's just like fall. And the worst part? I don't think the temps have hit in the 80s since the beginning of June, and I have the feeling it's not going to warm up anytime soon. I am bummed that we will probably have to cancel our plans for the day.
Summer, where are you?