shameless

 Success at Wordle, a new interest. A simple game a clever puzzle. It is probably good for something. 

Go downstairs to make another cup of coffee. The old coffee maker is barely working any more, since the time that the son forgot about it and left it to boil dry. The sieves inside and the seal never quite recovered. The machine cannot pressurise any more, at least not to the degree that it used too. The result is less and more bitter coffee.

Downstairs, the wife and the son are up, and the cat is mooching about wondering where the next full plate will come from. Fill the coffee maker and put it onto the gas cooker, turn on the gas. The spare parts for the coffee maker have been ordered, they should arrive on Tuesday. Then it will be possible to make proper coffee again.

It is a delight to have a personal, private, room again. It has been twenty years now sharing space, and being in a position to care only for the personal objects and surroundings is a great and worthwhile joy. It bears thinking about that had it not been for those years living in other's conditions this joy would not be nearly so great.

Perhaps it will be possible to have a heating system installed, then the cold during the winter would not be such a problem. At the same time, let the bathroom be plumbed as well. This would all be pure unabashed lxury. It is nothing to feel ashamed about any more.