Heatwave numero duo

Despite sleeping like a log, the early morning wake-up call was a bit of a shock. Not because it was unexpectedly early but because I felt like I'd run two marathons in one go during the night. Anyway, it soon occurred to me that the temperature was already high, so I knew either a morning walk or no walk at all today. It seemed Ági had a similar plan in her mind, so right after finishing breakfast, we went out for our 4k walk. Boy, was the air damp after the night storm!? Walking in humid air is not for the faint-hearted. Anyway, upon returning home, I got a call from the craftsmen's store that the faulty grinding machine was back from the service and I could go and fetch it. I wanted to go to the store anyway to buy the wooden railings, so with that in mind, I drove to my currently favourite place to meet my little mates again. I set out at 10 a.m., and the temperature was already +30°C. Thank you, God, for the AC in the car; it came in handy.

When I returned home, I prepared lunch - spaghetti alla tonno - which we devoured like there was no tomorrow. Ági had a class, so she went down to her little office, and I returned to my homework to enhance and improve the writing task. I finished it in 30 minutes, so I started to clean the AC units and switched them on immediately. Now the whole house smells like a dry-cleaner shop. Anyway, right after the AC began producing cold air, the temperature in the house dropped to +25°C in a jiffy. The attic cooled off, and instead of sitting in +30°C, I enjoyed the cool air in the +25°C office.

I was quite pleased with myself after finishing the writing task, but I don't want to seem overly self-confident because I still find my performance a tad weak compared to the CPE expectations. Realistically seeing things, I'm aware of my progress and know how much my English has improved over the years, especially since I've started to take classes from Charlette. But the road is long, and the books are thick and brimming with the knowledge I must acquire before plucking up the courage and applying for the exam. Till then, I must work on my writing, grammar, and vocabulary, including idioms, phrasal verbs, and collocations.

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