Torstai 🇫🇮 Fimmtudagur 🇮🇸

I remember the alarm going off at 6 a.m., but I can't recall how I fell asleep. If I'm not mistaken, I must have nodded off immediately without any second thought. According to my watch, which monitors my heartbeats and sleep, I slept like a log until I finally opened my eyes at 7:30 a.m. Anyway, when I managed to pull myself together and prepare breakfast, the clock showed 8.15 a.m., but I didn't feel any better after devouring the nosh. Even the espresso couldn't widen my eyes.

I buckled down to study after this not-so-early morning ordeal. My brain was rumbling like a freight train, and I couldn't help but notice how much energy it took me to focus on rephrasing sentences ChatGPT provided me with. Yes, I asked AI to help me rephrase sentences and assess my rewritten texts. It gave me more complex sentences and recommended various synonyms, idioms, and expressions to incorporate into my future sentences, thus expanding my vocabulary.

After a two-hour learning session, I prepared lunch in the kitchen. I made spaghetti with tuna. Since Ági had to rush to teach, I sat down to continue my session with ChatGPT. It gave me another set of complex sentences to rephrase, and I was delighted to exercise my wee brain. At 2 p.m. I took Abby for her afternoon walk, but things went poorly. She stepped into something that hurt her paw, which made her perform like an Oscar-winner diva. She was limping without shrieking, which was weird, considering her usual hissy fits when something unexpected happened. While carrying her back in my arms, I wasn't writing prosaic poems in my head. I was terribly upset. If not the spikes that stick to her paws or fur, then something she licks and causes diarrhoea or vomiting, which keeps us awake during the night, otherwise, she does her business inside the house. We can't go anywhere with her because she gets overly excited, and we can't go hiking with her because her fur collects every possible sticky thing. I'm not happy about her being with us anymore...

Anyway, the rest of the afternoon was alright. I started to grind and paint the slates of the back garden fence, and Ági came to the rescue in time. We could complete the job by 7:15 p.m., but there is another layer we need to apply to the slates. The DIY session will never cease...

Well, this is it for today, so it's time I called it a day...

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