Tuesday morning at work

I had my candle light breakfast with my mother this morning. Candle light breakfasts are not ment to be eaten with mothers, they ask questions. The woman reading on the radio is better fit reading for kids. But the porridge was good as always.

I am not too tired today, yesterday after dinner I slept two hours. I met Tove Iren and later that night Sara called. Poor thing, how can you work all night like that? I would not change to that life style for anything, which is why I chose not to.