Gods, I need a break like today. Around 4pm my parents will be here, and after they've inspected the house like they're the friggin' healthservices themselves (it's in their nature, I'm used to it by now), we're off to The Hague.
First: dinner. Second: The Lion King Musical!.... (Sorry, just had to gloat there for a moment) Third (optional): drinks and/or casino.
So, I've got five more hours to turn this hellholepigsty refugee camp into a house. And the time starts... NOW!