A good day

The cleaning lady ws supposed to come at four pm, but they called from the office yesterday that due to a cancellation she would come at eleven thirty. Half past eleven! That´s my best sleeping hour after a miserable sleepless night! Oh woe.
But you never know. I had a few hours of good sleep and was sitting and drinking my coffee at seven am! That gave me time to arrange the garbage bags, arrange things in the bathroom, and wash dishes.
She came at eleven thirty sharp, did the usual chores quickly even though we took time to chatter. She made a remark a couple of times that I look so much better than in a long time. That was good to hear. I  f e e l  better. The medicine cure probably did it. Maybe I had had an infection without knowing it for alonger time.