favourite seat

 A dox not entirely wasted, a day spent relaxing and walking to the shops. There was nobody there really to talk to, but the cat is learning to make do with the writer of these posts as its main food supplier. During the visit to the shop the cat food was forgotten, it will be necessary to buy some tomorrow. The feline is not close to starvation.

The day spent editing the pictures of Aurelia yet another time. Spent time fixing the printer, spend time calibrating the monitor. The monitor is in very poor condition indeed, but now it seems to work reliably.

Sit on the doorstep and relax in the pleasant hot sun. The cat comes out too, she does not go away, but hangs about the doorway with her human. This excites comments from the passers-by.

Feel slightly depressed all day, there is no knowing what is wrong, and having to deal with the constant apprehension that something nasty is about to happen makes things difficult. The only nasty thing is a five hundred Euro bill for fire insurance on the house. This is an important thing to have when the house is built wall to wall with at least five neighbours, all of whom would sue in the case of such damage.

Now the day is turning into evening, the cat is snoozing on its favourite seat.