Wednesday has arrived – a great day for workaholics, whose slogan in life is "Truth in work," called the day off, which I will spend in great laziness.
I don't want to do household chores. Devastation is everywhere: in the kitchen and in the heads. The drops of a broken faucet clatter loudly against a bucket, reminding you "Time has passed."
The weather is ideally chosen for your vacation. Indian summer has arrived in Moscow. The crowns of the trees are covered with crimson. The heavy golden foliage dropped by the trees rustles underfoot. Belated flowers delight passersby with bright colors. Oh, it would be nice to have a cup of coffee on the veranda of the summer cafe…Stop for a moment, you're beautiful!
The children are workaholics at school, the workaholic husband preserves the cottage for the winter. There is no one to cook breakfast for.