Armed with the second cappuccino of the day, the lunch of today (Pasta in white sauce) has just been polished of. Half of the dishes have been done and the washing machine is washing away.
After a greyish kind of sad morning, the sun is now breaking thru spreading its rays of joy.
Before I return to my most loathed of all tasks, the dishes, I will enjoy my coffee together with the last issue of Vanity Fair, in the background Swedish radio is streaming the past weekend’s Hit lists. It still feels like I am on vacation, but I guess that one of these days the fact that I am unemployed will strike me.
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