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December but looks like November

It's so grey and foggy outside and it never was light today. This is the darkest time of the year but if we are lucky we can have snow but all the snow that came last week is gone.

It feels like you're never quite awake. It's like I always say in November we should gon intor hibernation and not come out until March or whenever spring comes. You are constantly tired, have headache and feel miserable. Three or four weeks with warmth and sunshine wouldn't be completely wrong :-)

I have begun the process of emptying my room at work. It takes time because among my private things I found calenders dated back to 1990 so it's a trip down memory lane looking at those.
I have the habit of making small notes every other day which has brought back so many things.
My room is to be emptied by December 30 and I hope I will have finished by then but it's hard.

Every class that has ever graduated at our school have made some art with all the pupils portraits on and they are truly works of art. They are now displayed throughout the school but since no one wanted to take them on they are supposed to be thrown away. I have taken H's class at least but I felt so sorry if they just were to be thrown away. It's real Fire History in those art works. Some of the educations no longer exists so even more important to care for them.

Today I contacted an old friend and coworker, now officer at Stockholm Fire, and asked him if they were interested and could take some of them. It turned out that Stockholm has a Fire Museum that might be interested of taking some of it. He is to call me back. I really hope they will because it would be ashame if they got wasted.

I'm proud of myself blogging every day in November and as I said before I will try to write in December too but can't promise anything.

Have a good night or good day wherever you are :-)

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  1. Man kan inte spara på allt även om man skulle vilja det. Tänkp på att du iaf fick spara farfars klass, och det är ju åtminstonde något. Du har gjort vad du kunnat.

    Det där med idé håller jag inte riktigt med om. Det är nu under hösten/vintern det är tillåtet att se på TV, sitte under filtar och bara ta det lugnt. Visst kanske många blir tröttare, men sommaren skulle nog inte uppskattas lika mycket om det inte fanns olika årstider. Så tror iaf jag att det är.

    SvaraRadera
  2. Ja, det kanske är lite ide det med. Men ett mysigt sådant :)

    SvaraRadera

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