A regular Sunday

Hehe, I don’t see many comments here. Well, that was to be expected. Writing is still fun and I’m improving my skills so I won’t complain… yet.

This day hasn’t been too much to talk about. We all got up around 1300-1400 and ate breakfast and talked for about an hour or so before I went home to discuss what to do this week to help them paint the house. But obviously they had misunderstood our conversation over phone yesterday and expected me to start painting immediately. That I couldn’t do because I hadn’t much time so instead I washed my car and went home again.

On the way home I stopped to fill up the petrol tank, and accidentally got some gasoline on my shorts. So before I went to Forsberg I went home to change shorts, put some meat in the fridge and to leave the car (it’s too expensive to drive everywhere) and with this kind of wheatear I could as well walk.

I spend all my evening there, writing some stuff to Nianze, and chatting with the brothers, helping Andreas fix his computer and playing monopoly with Robert. And create characters for Nianze.

Well, now I’m going to rest a little before dealing the paper.

Best regards,
Herid Fel