unsatisfactory

 Went to bed too late last night woke up too early today and slept too late after that.

Everything is in a state of disorder. Edited the final version of the pictures for the artist today, and ended up not liking them at all. This is the way it goes. Things are not overly easy.

Spent the day indoors,

A man knocked on the door and wanted to buy the house. Remained polite and said that it was not for sale. People with a lot of spare cash are panicking now that the Americans are starting wars without any warnings, blocking supplies needed by all of the worlds economies, not just talking like bullies but behaving that way as well. This will not go well. The man understood, but he did not know that the house has no debts, and it would be madness to sell it for money that may be worth nothing soon enough.

The cat has returned to the downstairs, to the shop. It seems to like classical music. Maybe it is the sound of the bowed string instruments, like the violin, the viola and the sound of the 'cello.

Something is in the offing, maybe it is something that has been overlooked or forgotten.

Remain at home and try to work out what needs to be done next.

The days prints are on the wall, and something is unsatisfactory.