What a morning… You know when you have them, the days you most likely was supposed to stay in bed and not leave your house. Kind of a Friday the 13th without being Friday 13th.

This morning was a strange one. Not from start, more or less normal, alarm, wake up, turn the radio on listen to Swedish morning radio, prepare the filtered coffee so it’s ready after the shower, take the shower and relax with coffee, radio and reading Tweets, Look at Instagram, check the “time hop” app and so on.

But then… On my way out to catch the bus I first remembered it’s the 16th so they I must register the use of water (cold and hot) and put the note on the door. So back in and tried to read the meters… Not possible, could not see the numbers so glasses on and even with them it was hard (why can’t they be digital?). But at least done and no one need to enter the apartment when I’m not home.

So on my way again, all down to the “0” floor to remember, my in ear head phones… Still in the apartment, up again. Leave again and finally reaching the bus stop I notice I left without the scarf (I have a cold and my colds kind of center on the throat) but OK i survive even if i tomorrow most likely will wake up with a bad throat again. Bit then I noticed I’m actually staning at the bus stop with my glasses on. The “bad” once, not the work- official- or meeting once, the sit at home and watch tv once.

So now its official I am an old fart.

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