Lauantai 🇫🇮 Laugardagur 🇮🇸

Little did we know about how the events would unfold later today when we woke up this morning. After a terrible sleepless night, my morning routines felt like black-and-white images from a slow-motion movie, and I resembled a sleepy bulldog. When the much-needed coffee found its way into my system, my whole perception came to its senses, and the world wasn't that grim anymore. I still need to figure out why my wee mind blows the alarm in the middle of the night and puts me fully awake. During these instances, I feel like a marathon runner ready for the next contest, and falling into a deep sleep seems impossible. However, when dawn comes, the whole game changes suddenly. My eyelids are no longer glued to the top of my head but gradually descending towards my chin like two 16-ton weights.

When my mind started to produce meaningful thoughts, I knew I was ready to talk about what to do today. Eventually, we decided to go to IKEA and buy some more unnecessarily necessary things. We can always find a reason to do something, and today wasn't different. When we arrived at the IKEA store, it was already busy with similarly nervous customers as we were. Whereas they were trying to find the best bargain, we were focused on the caramel apple cake at the cafeteria, so we hurried up the stairs like two hungry hawks. After devouring the cakes, we became so calm and collected that even the hysterical baby cry couldn't disturb us. (If something, then baby-cry is what annoys us the most.)

When we returned home, I prepared lunch: "lecsó á la nature". It was so delicious that we could hardly say a word while devouring it. Then the rest of the day went by quickly: a bit of sun-bathing, lesson preparation, teaching, walking, and now I'm writing this entry and am ready to call it a day...

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Chillaxing

When I woke up this morning, I knew the day wouldn't be an active one. Nothing sinister happened that would have suggested anything unexpected; it was rather one of those intuitions that depicted how the events of the day would unfold. This gut feeling strengthened when I grabbed Abby's leash and took her for her early morning walk. She was as inactive as I was, and the speed and length of our walk corroborated this theory. We ambled back to the house momentarily. After this painfully short-lived stroll with a surprisingly exhausted canine, I sat in front of the TV, munched my breakfast and slurped the much-needed black nectar in the form of a strong espresso. What a surreal still-life this was. Especially considering how many episodes we have watched from one of the currently watched series. As my system started to absorb the caffeine, switching my wee brain into the first gear, the haze dissipated over today's schedule. Harnessing this ephemeral clear state, I rushed into...

Keskiviikko 🇫🇮 Miðvikudagur 🇮🇸

My new bridge is in my mouth. It took the doc almost an hour to meticulously and precisely fit it in and cement it. I wasn't allowed to eat for three hours, and I still can't chew anything on the left side of my jaw. However, my dental features are ship-shape-and-shiny. Only one tooth is left: they need to replace the old filling. Once it's done, I'll have a Hollywood-type smile. Before the dental care, I went through the lesson plan I'd prepared the other day for today. When I returned home from the dentist, I took Abby for her afternoon walk and drove to Budapest to teach. Before arriving at where I taught, I popped into a store to buy some "kifli" for later and four "Túró Rudi" to appease my rumbling stomach. After teaching, I hurried back home, grabbed two "kifli", some butter and plum jam, and ate like a king. It was already pitch dark when we returned from our evening walk with Abby. I hate the early dusks. However, summer tries ...

Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

Even though I was up from 5 a.m. till 10 p.m. yesterday, I couldn't sleep like a log. I woke up several times at night wondering why the blOOdy eff I couldn't hibernate. Since these awake periods didn't last long, I went back to sleep, but still, the reoccurring wakeups vexed me tremendously. Anyway, I decided yesterday that despite the winter daylight-saving time, I wouldn't follow the winter clock but stick to the old summer daylight-saving time. I've had enough. Each March, we have to set the clock an hour forward, which means an hour less sleep, which means my system gets into Carl Pilkington mode for weeks. Never again. So, with this in mind yesterday evening, I set the alarm clock to 5 a.m. When it went off, even though I was a bit miffed, I knew I'd tricked the system, so it was payday for me. After completing my homework this morning, I prepared lunch. It wasn't a special meal, just some fish fingers with rice and peas. And even though it wasn't ...

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