This morning there was no sensation of time, but there was the feeling that it must be late. The church bells were silent, and the weather was bright. Still, there was the constant feeling that it was later in the day. On the way downstairs look at the french clock, and it informs that it is around about half past eight.
It is early, the feelings were simply wrong.
Make breakfast, there is only one egg today. That was bad planning and the weekend.
Go to the hardware suppliers and buy some electrical conduit. Buy a crate of beer and have an argument with the woman at the till, she is impatient and unpleasant. It is not easy to remain pleasant either.
At home set up the conduits, after a while the son awakens and helps
At the end of the day it turns out that there is not enough cable to fulfil all the needs.
In the evening, go to the studio to collect the selected pictures.
Return home, make an ultra simple tasty meal of boiled potatoes and carrots.
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