The renaissance of the grinding machine

Ági's got promoted! After successfully completing her habilitation, she will be appointed as an associate professor from September 2023. WHAT GREAT NEWS! I'm so proud of her, and she is such a brilliant mind. Well done! Finally, I can call her "docenském" :)

I went to see my mates at the craftsman shop with the intention of replacing the machine that had demised yesterday. Well, demise is not an accurate term to describe what went wrong, but suffice to say it seemed it couldn't live up to my expectations. Anywho, I asked around and found out that they were more than happy to replace it, provided that it is in its original package and I've got the receipt. With this in mind I drove back home like a heavily sedated F1 pilot.

For reasons I don't want to discuss here I didn't start to clean the machine instead. I was focusing on the toilet and lunch. With that in mind, I began my cleaning-lady session. After completing the task and before preparing lunch, I studied a bit. I went through the homework, which seemed rather complicated. I had to complete three listening tasks and answer two questions each, which wasn't that difficult. However, the last part of the homework is heavy. There is a speech given by Alan Watts about Wu Wei and what it might mean, and I must answer a few questions and tell the gist of the speech to a B1-level student. What a fascinating piece of homework, isn't it? I love this challenging task...

Anyway, let's get back to my DIY story. After we finished the 'paprikáskrumpli' I had prepared, Ági had to rush to her class, and I didn't do anything. Apart from staring at the TV screen and watching a few unimportant funny videos, my mind was totally preoccupied with my homework. However, the lingering thought of replacing the DIY machine took over the scene in my mind, so I grabbed two wiping cloths and cleaned the tool. While I was meticulously wiping it, I realized that the damage I saw might have been caused by me due to the incorrectly fitted sanding belt Since I'm not completely sure if that was the case, I decided to buy another set of sanding belts and give them a try before returning the machine with clear signs of dissatisfaction. If I encounter similar issues with the machine, I won't hesitate to return it.

Apart from the DIY frenzy and my enervate English studies, not much happened. The weather was good today with temperatures around +25°C, a slightly cloudy skies, and no rain. However, according to the "meteo" guys, next week will bring scorching heat. "In the summer time, when the weather is high..." - "Easy, Mungo!"

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