It's been ups and downs all through these days: A cold was slowly taking over, reducing my energylevel to something around nil. All I mananged to do was go to work and do my very best (which wasn't actually much), take Emil by taxi to the vet almost every evening (problems after his surgery, he wouldn't eat nor drink, so lived on expensive infusions and medication - but it helped and now he's fine again), run around dark Kaiser-Wilhelm-Platz to make it in time before the shops close to buy food, vitamines and some medicine for the two sickos, do a teeny weeny bit of shoulder exercise at home, and that's about it.
Yesterday I was feeling too bad to go to work, and spent the day at home. In bed. Emil loved it, of course. Hopefully relaxing this weekend will help me to get going again. And I had so hoped on enjoying a few exhibitions and - last, but not least, sigh - cleaning the flat!
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