First day of the forced vacation turned out to be a bit productive. Early gym time back home and decided to tidy up 1 room, really tidy up – not the normal thing. So throw a lot of shit away in the living room, but still over crowded with stuff. I really need a storage… And oiled the floor in the living room as well.
And late I remembered one thing I forgot to do so needed to log in on my work mail, already 30 emails… Day one, scary.
Tomorrow I hope I will wake up earlier than I set my alarm on, cause I have tickets around lunch, to the Arabic Institute for the “Arabic Diva” exhibition.
So at least doing something. Then the day after tomorrow will be another issue, but let’s pass that bridge when we reach it. Cause there is a short story connected to this vacation decision. Lets see if it can be told.