Wednesday, February 1
It has snowed in the night, and it is supposed to be getting colder. Auo has gone grumpily to school, noisily hating the winter. I am waiting at the tram stop. I am expecting a day of many meetings and short tasks, where I have to switch thinking modes every forty five minutes. I will not be disappointed.
In the evening I will construct a table from some Ikea legs and a piece of wood, and a small chest of drawers from an Ikea kit. One cat will play with the tape measure every chance it gets and the other will sit passively watching.