lousy start to Reformation Day, a school holiday.

18.11.2015

Singular, awaken down. Wake up? Rubbish, it was better to be asleep. It is too late into the day today. It is seven thirty.. A hangover, a solitary hang over-head. No alcohol at all yesterday, a few beer the day before. Still, a hangover. A bit of brain-eating depression, cognitive functions take time out, the world hides behind a grey fog of anger, short temper, impatience.

Remove the brace, remove the sock, the shin is covered in motion, red and swollen. Some disagreeable substance has caused that..

Goto the bathroom, a shower and a shave, a brush of teeth may serve to clear the head and to free the mind from unreasonable anger.

This does not work. The anger at the prevailing mess remains. 

Tell the son to clear up his books and papers lying tielhat lie on the sitting room floor.  Tell the son to cleanup his books and his papers from the sitting room floor

All he does is ignore,

continues with his computer game.

TELL THE SON TO CLEAR UP HIS MESS.

No Result, clear the mess up and place it on the keyboard under his nose.

A fit of anger is the result, No concept of tidiness. A shouting fit, and then it is over.

Make a pot of coffee for the morning, clear up some at the mess in the kitchen at the same time.

The son returns with an offer, Let us go out and

buy some rolls at the bakery, and have breakfast.

A good idea to end this lousy start to Reformation Day, a school holiday.