Ready for the photographer

Had an awful day today. I had planned a long walk with Ingrid, but half past eight, when I was still in my pyjamas, Julian called and asked if I were at home. We had expected the photographer who should take pictures of his appartment for sale, to home tomorrow, but it was today at ten o'clock!!!
I hurried as much as possible, bought flowers and fruit on my way, stuffed as much as possible into the wardrobes, cleaned the most important placed, placed boxes etc outside the appartment and tried to remove some snow from the veranda. Julian jumped to the first possible train. It was such a stress, so this on top of a very tough week I really felt sich.