And the death of the machine

I took the grinding machine back to the store because it had kept ruining the belts. I was fuming after seeing it destroy the belts. I could complete the unfinished piece, but the machine wouldn't function properly even after replacing the belt. At the store, they guided me through the whole process step by step. I was asked what had happened. They recorded an error report and my name, both postal and email addresses, and telephone number, and they'd send the item to the factory service to find out what caused the problem. According to the store employee, it takes two to four weeks for them to respond, so my railing renovation plans are ruined. I should have bought a slightly more expensive device!

As for my English: I had time to go through one more unit in the B2 vocabulary builder book. Since it didn't contain any unknown word, I completed it in no time. However, apart from this short-lived session, I didn't do anything else. I must find my way back to my intensive studying, so it is high time I came up with a new schedule that forces me to sit down at 9 a.m. and study till 1 p.m. every day.

The cloudy morning cleared up soon, and the weather during the rest of the day was beautiful. The maximum temperature was around +28°C, and apart from a quick rainy period - it only rained slightly for five minutes - it was dry as a bone. In the next days, summer weather will return with temperatures as high as +30°C. Finally, I must say.

I don't know why I felt knackered today. I knocked about the whole day like a snail after partying heavily for 24 hours, and my energy level seemed that of an old sloth's. We'll celebrate Ági's appointment tomorrow, so I must pull myself together. The plan is to visit the famous "Ruszwurm" confectionery, where we'll have coffee and some cakes, and, quite obviously, will bring home some of their goodie goods, such as "krémes", "képviselőfánk", and probably some other delicacies. We'll continue our culinary indulgence at our favourite restaurant in Szentendre, Christine. I'll have the usual "marhapörkölt", a world-class dish.