Nothing really. I am too old to get nervous about minor details. However, I like to have a smooth running during the day, and there are occasions where outside circumstances prevent my state of rest and peace, although I have discovered if I completly ignore such minor details, life is better.

This morning, as I was preparing something small for a lunch break, my doorbell rung. Not a great occasion, but it rarely happens. My wonderful neighbour had called to remind me that temorrow is cardboard and paper collection. Of course I got the news, but forgot naturally. However, wonderful neighbour asked if I had anything, so we went to the cellar together and I found I had only one small box with a few items. She said, no problem, and took the box with her to deposit outside.

Nervosity gone and everything under control. The photo shows the offerings of the fellow inhabitants of our appartment block. My little box is on the left at the front. You see, when you have wonderful helpful neighbours, who needs to get nervous.