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 A day of misery, everybody stays in bed. Get up, shower, make coffee.

Everybody else, the wife the son, and the cat stay in bed. Fast asleep or something. There is nothing worth waking for. Check on the news using the computer, there are no newspapers to read really. Read a technical magazine about DNA, chromosomes and cells. It is good that it is not too complicated. The old head starts to hurt.

And they are all still asleep.

After the son has awakened and taken his shower turn of the water main, remove the tap and mixing valve from the bath and replace it with the new one. Tighten the fittings carefully and then turn on the water again. It all works well. What a surprise! Searching for the tools before the work started took very much longer than the work itself. It is pleasing that the new fitting works better than the old, and does not have the slightest tendency to drip.

Remember to take the pills for the blood pressure.

Find a large bucket downstairs and take it up to the meanwhile three buckets full of kitchen biological waste. None of the family likes the chore of taking the waste down the street to put it into the waste bins provided by the town. Fill the bucket with two of the small buckets from the balcony and carry the bucket filled with filthy waste down the street. Pretend that this is a normal thing to be doing. The burgers of Landshut look faintly disgusted at the sight of all the vegetable peelings and so forth in the bucket. They don't have to look though. Open the brown municipal waste bin and dump the fetid ordure into this bin. Go back to the house for the second load, remembering to empty the small container from the kitchen as well. Take this bucket down the street too, and empty it into the container. This container is next to the museum.

Return home, clear away the bucket, replace the tools in the toolbox, and notice that the blood pressure pills have started to work. 

It will be necessary to talk to the doctor about this, next year perhaps.