Lovely. Just lovely.

There's water dripping through my kitchen ceiling. It could be from the bathtub, directly above. I had a hot bath this afternoon to relax in hopes of napping before rushing off to Caledon for our dress rehearsal. I filled the tub quite full, but I've done that before without incident. It's possible the roof is leaking. It's been raining here all day. If I stand quietly in the kitchen, I can hear water dripping above the ceiling.

I don't know what to do about it. I guess I'll just wait and see what happens. I'm afraid I'll find a terrible mess when I get home from the theatre later tonight.

I know. Let go and let God.

Bloody hell.