five days leave, two holidays and two weekends

the morning has turned to evening now, a fit of procrastination, of other things to do.
Woke, made coffee, looked at the news.
Drank the coffee, said good morning to the son, yes, we agreed to go to the building supplier together to buy boarding and insulating materials, he dresses, ready to go, but he has forgotten his shoes.
Not in socks!
Fix this problem.

Say goodbye to the wife, go down the street , with the son, he is all excited, talking about the various advantages of filling materials of different types.

And the day was long busy and non stop untill now,
now it is dark again,
and the bedroom-to-be has a new floor
Good.

A break from the run of the mill, these five days leave, two holidays and two weekends