A small letter of complaint. We urgently need a new car and actually we had found one, but it is not for sale now. The wholesaler is taking it back. Yeah, great. Now we have until Saturday to find a new car. Some kind of affordable station wagon so that my wife can drive to work next week when she starts working again after her parental leave. And that’s just by the way to building a house where a lot of things are hanging around. And so on the side to my work. And so incidentally to the kindergarten acclimatization of our little ones. And on the side to seemingly everything. It is once again the time when nothing works at all. Sometimes life really shits on your head. I miss the vacation in Austria. A time when you don’t have to think about anything except maybe buying food.