I got up in the morning at eleven o’clock; I would have slept in, but my HoivaOnni worker was coming for an appointment. I took my morning medicine and dressed up.
While waiting for the worker to show up, I took the sheets off my bed and replaced the towels and washed them in the laundry.
When Soya came over, I ironed the laundry and washed the dishes, and we agreed to have a new appointment next week’s Friday at noon.
I went out for errands after she left; I took out the trash, and then I went to the social office and the social security institution to sort out my finances. I made an application for income support.
Once back home, I microwaved myself some lunch and put it neatly on a clean plate, like I had cooked it myself.
I scrubbed the toilet bowl and did some random odd jobs, and then I went out for errands.
I was disappointed to notice that the library was closed; I had forgotten that it’s closed on summer Fridays at four o’clock in the afternoon.
I went to the post office and mailed a birthday card and a letter, then I travelled to Helsinki. Once there, the nearest library and the National museum that I had planned on visiting, were already closed.
Once back home, it was getting late. I was thinking of going to the gym to walk on the treadmill, and doing housework like ironing the clothes, washing the dishes, and hoovering my bed and mattress and putting fresh sheets on it; but I decided not to. I wasn’t even that exhausted, I was just feeling lazy. I spent the evening drinking coffee, and reading Pollyanna.
I recalled what John Lennon had said; “The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time”, and that I deserve a break every once in a while. But sometimes I wish I tried harder.