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Liquid on skin

I thought I would exude some liquid while walking down to get my ID renewed, but I wouldn't have thought I'd sweat like a pig on ice. The strong coffee and the heat generated by the sun early in the morning were the two contributing factors, I know, but I have to admit, it was mainly due to my low fitness. I had to leave the bank, where I wanted to close one of my accounts, because even the air-conditioned space couldn't do anything about it. It made it worse, actually. Anyway, after returning home, we had a nice lunch - fish fingers with potato and tomato. After devouring the nosh, I drank a coffee and gave Ági a foot massage. 

The English class with Charlette was fantastic. We discussed once again which exam to sit, and we agreed on taking the CPE. I still don't think my English is good enough; however, who am I to question and contradict her opinion and the CELTA qualification? So, the lesson was world champion, and the homework she gave me seemed far too challenging to begin to deal with. I'll have plenty of time to complete it in the next few days.

The DIY frenzy doesn't seem to stop indahauz! Right now, we sacrificed two hours from our lives to install the new curtain and its holder in the bathroom. We are not craftsmen, but we had to learn how to deal with such puny tasks because non of the masters of thread would come to fix them in the foreseeable future and, not to mention, for a reasonable price. Oh, God, will it end sometime?
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