Ms. Grumpy

View from my window

Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you really are not in the mood for anything. The alarm clock sounds wrong and you keep hitting the snooze button. Your kid wakes up and says that she's caught cold and you have to let her stay home. You crawl out from under the duvet to find that it's cold again in the apartment. Opening the blinds in the livingroom you encounter Estonian November in its nastiest form: low gray skies, fog, damp air, grumpy people already late for work.

Then you just have to make a cup of coffee (even if you have no paper cups and Irish Cream) and be thankful that you have to go to work an hour later.