It will get worse as the day goes on.

The coffee and the eggs for breakfast, finish the parcel and send it away. By chance the parcel man is at the door, ask him if he can take it along. He says that this is a matter of course, and using a device from a holster on his hip, he scans the code on the parcel and prints out a receipt. Just lie that, no bother at all.

Walk on down to the store at the end of town and buy apples, cheese, eggs and bread, and a small plastic bucket too.

Upon returning with these purchases pack all the things into their respective places in the kitchen. There is a smell in the kitchen, it is the back full of packaging rubbish. There is probably a cat food tin there and that still has remains of cat food festering. Open the window  to let in some fresh air.

There is a whistle to the right hand side of the head, it will get worse in time. It will get worse as the day goes on.