Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 - Sonntag 🇦🇹

I woke up with a start at 4:30 a.m. for the light because I forgot to roll down the blinders yesterday before going to bed. When I realised how early it was, I thought I could go back to sleep. I tried very hard but had to give up trying eventually, for my wee mind wouldn't want to shut down. So, I started reading the news, checking the weather, and weaving a devious plan for the rest of the day. Then I took Abby for her morning walk, which we immensely enjoyed. Apart from us, there wasn't a living soul out there, and the long walk did good before breakfast.

After finishing my cinnamon and apricot jam pancakes, I talked to Ági. Then I drove to the craftsman store to buy a pair of gardening gloves, where I met an old classmate from secondary school. It was fun having a chit-chat with him. We weren't the greatest buddies, but we got along quite well.

Upon returning home, I put on my brand-new gloves and brought the cut branches to the front garden. Our neighbour wants to grind and scatter them at the base of the trees up the hill. No comment on this... The rest of the day was so dull, brimmed with binge-watching series that it's not worth mentioning, except the weather: it’s summer over here, the highest temperature was +29°C. Yee-ee-ee-haaaaaaaaaaaaa…

In the afternoon, I pulled myself together and completed the second task of my homework. I had to write a report about why travelling to Hungary by bus or train might be better than coming here by aeroplane. I had 45 minutes to finish it, and I was so happy that I did it under 35 minutes. Well done me!

So, this is it for today...

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