When we first negotiated moving into the apartment, we had to pay everything up front but we couldn't as they didn't accept credit cards only cheques which we didn't have as we didn't have Nigerian bank accounts.  I did a telegraphic transfer from our bank in Singapore to the bank in Nigeria and it was rejected because Standard Chartered does not have an agent to convert Sing Dollar to Niara.  We found this out this morning at 2am Nigerian time, 9am Singapore time when we phoned our bank in Singapore to ask why the transfer had rejected.  On the day I did the transfer, I emailed Standard Chartered and the customer care centre sent me a reply to confirm that I could transfer Sing Dollar to their bank.  So now we're stuck.  We might be out on the street by tonight.  It's gonna be a looooong Monday.  Why must everything be so difficult?

To top it all I found the mother of all cockroaches on the floor just inside the main door.  Good thing he was already on his back but his legs were still moving so I gave him another shot of the old Mortein odourless and kicked him out the door.  He's still lying where I kicked him so very rudimentary cleaning gets done on the weekend.

I now have to use bottled water for everything.  Yesterday I cooked some Irish Stew and rice.  For the first time ever, I cooked rice in the microwave.  If I had cooked it in a pot, like I usually do, I would need bottled water to cook it in and then bottled water to rinse it with.  Then I had another challenge.  My microwave sits on top of the fridge and I have to reach up over my head to get things in or out.  I decided to climb onto a chair but I need both hands to climb off a chair so how to take the rice out of the microwave without getting burnt or breaking something?  Ask hubby to do it. Always knew I needed one for something, now I know why. Note to self - get a little table for microwave. I can just imagine getting something boiling hot out there and tipping it over my face, not a happy thought.