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Maanantai 🇫🇮 Mánudagur 🇮🇸

The dream is over. The grim and sobering reality made us realise how quickly our Austrian revels made their way to our brains' photo album. And even though the memories are fresh, the upheaval we experience today makes them fade even faster. 
Yesterday Ági spent the whole day emptying the shelves in the kitchen so that the electricians and the plumbers could start the renovation work. She worked diligently like an assiduous hamster preparing for autumn and winter.
After waking up, taking the cars to the public parking lot, and buying some food for breakfast, the guys arrived early in the morning as agreed. They started working at 8 a.m. The plumbers finished at 11:40 a.m., and the electricians are still hammering and wiring, even though it's 3:45 p.m.
The plan is to revamp the kitchen, so we need to call the masons to varnish and tile the wall behind the counter and the stove, the plumbers to connect the appliances to the water system, and the electricians to install the necessary lamps and plugs, etc. (We have to find a LED lamp that lights the worktop.)
The past weeks' sleepless nights took their toll. I'm as angry as a hungry lion or a randy elephant bull, and all I want right now is a quiet place to sleep, possibly for weeks. (Ági is also on edge, so we shouldn't discuss anything now but during the coming days.) Anyway, the kitchen will be beautiful at least.
To top off our ordeal, the highest temperature was as high as the Kilimandjaro, peaking at +35°C. Due to the ongoing work, we couldn't switch on the AC units, so there was no difference between the outer and inner temperatures. Bloody nice. Sauna for free. Fortunately, the electricians left at 6 p.m., and we could switch on the AC units. What a relief that was! Despite experiencing the heat today, we hadn't had the faintest idea after switching on the AC how effing hot the outer temperature was when we took Abby for her evening walk. Norwegians would call it HELLHEIM!

I haven't written about Abby, which is outrageous. After spending six days with other unknown dogs, she deserves more attention and appreciation. She wasn't upset, agitated, or stressed; she weathered the storm. And the fact that she was over the moon when she spotted us made us realise how brilliant a dog she is. We are proud of this little rascal.

According to my watch, it's 19:30, and the temperature is still high, +28°C. The next few days will be equally hot, so the AC units must work non-stop.

Well, this is it for today, I'm afraid, I can't write any more lines, and my thoughts revolve around only one thing: the bed. 

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