My Tuesday Routine

When I managed to drag myself out of bed, I couldn't believe it was Tuesday. But it struck me immediately that it was caused by the additional day off because of the 1 of May holiday. After a delicious cinnamon pancake breakfast and the much-needed coffee, I started learning English. Today's lesson was about phrasal verbs, and the 59th unit in the book couldn't bring much novelty. It was about "KEEP" used in phrasal verbs, and apart from two - KEEP IN WITH (to make sure that you stay friends with somebody because you will get an advantage from doing so), KEEP AT (continue working at) - there were no significant issues I couldn't deal with in this unit.

Once Ági left for the University, I practised Tai Chi and Lok Hup, and then I prepared a delicious al dente spaghetti á la Pomodoro. I devoured the lunch in less than five minutes, had a coffee and took Abby for her afternoon walk. Pulling out all the thorns stuck in her fur took me almost 30 minutes after the walk. For some incomprehensible reason, there is no weed control on public lands, so weeds are rampant. Grooming Abby's fur takes more time than walking her.

After fuming for another fifteen minutes, I realised that my English lesson with Charlette was due to begin, so I calmed myself down and focused on the long-awaited class with her. The long - almost five-month - hiatus took its toll, I started dabbling at the beginning of the lesson, but after warming up, it went well. She is the best English teacher I have ever met. We agreed on how to continue our cooperation, what topics need more attention, and how to proceed with my preparation for the CPE exam. I've got high hopes :)

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