Sunday

 Sunday, things are better, but they are not good. That is probably just the way of it, getting older has its drawbacks, and it slows you down.

Still, it should not be that slow.

Waking, showering, eating, there was shaving too today.

Try to make a passepartout, but realise that all the blades are blunt, and will not cut the cardboard properly. This is too bad, the only way will be to order new blades. See the son in the morning too, he is busy revising his knowledge for some tests in the coming week. He has not tidied his things, but then that has been the story for the last few years.

At two pm there  is an appointment at the gallery. There is a photo to give away, hopefully this will meet with approval.