is it getting better?

just came back from room. kind of sorted things out.
at least pieces of wood and luggage are not crowding in the middle but standing in some sort of ordered way along the walls. looks much larger now. only the mattress is in the middle of the room. and still plenty of shoes on the floor, so cannot really enjoy the central space.
wonder when will build bed and wardrobe. not that i need them actually. could try and sell them. sleeping on the mattress on the floor is not that bad. can’t stand having clothes in suitcases though. makes me feel confused. cannot even realise what to put in the laundry.

but still, things are getting better.
not me, actually. i felt sick today in the office. maybe it’s the mean guy with the beard’s fault. he’s my office mate - they call him like that, even though he’s pretty harmless. he has a cold or the flu and apparently infected the whole institute. but maybe i was just not feeling good because of the uncountable lindt pralines i ate the whole day.

so i came back home earlier, pushing my stupid bike.
yeah, i went to pick it up and the tire was down. that was yesterday. i pushed it to a shop while coming back home, the guy let me use their cool pump and hopefully i can use it until the weekend.

laura comes in the weekend. good news, really need someone watching over me for a couple of days, like all the time. keep feeling moody, still wonder why...