The same story again, it seems only possible to sleep during the day. Staying awake until the early hours is not difficult, falling asleep seems easiest at around the time that serious work used to start.
The son is highly active today, he expects his guests in the evening, and look there, they have arrived. All day is spent with the vacuum cleaner, though actually other things would have been necessary, perhaps just a minimal daily attention to cleanliness and tidiness. This may be too much to ask, but it is easier than suddenly having an insurmountable hill before you.
The day is spent with laziness, there was no more than a short visit to the shops to buy some bags for the vacuum cleaner, and a few groceries.
There was a visit to the gallery people, but there was no wish to stay very long. It was easy to hear them talk, but it was difficult to make out the words over the hiss in the right ear. It was bad last night and it is especially bad today.
Last night was a disaster, The studio was full of people, the whole arty crowd, all being ever so cultural and somehow the whole thing was just irritating. Went home as soon as it was possible.
And once at home, was unable to sleep.
This evening there will be no going out, there will only be the radio.
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