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Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

"Stiffer upper lip!" is today's motto. The weather's been incredible lately. Even though we haven't experienced anything similar to the southern European inclement weather (forest fires, never-before-seen heat waves), the extreme heat we need to face makes life difficult. Once the AC units cool off the air in the house in the evening, the radiating heat warms it up by the morning. The thermometer showed +27°C in the attic this morning. No wonder I slept like a restless sloth. However, the weather forecast predicts a colder period. According to the latest prognosis, Tuesday will bring a storm with gale-force wind and, most probably, hail. I'd love to have a word with the climate-change deniers.

As for the kitchen renovation, this morning, I was ready and set to apply the pre-painting liquid to the walls, but my zeal ended after trying to re-apply the plastic cover on the door. As I removed the tape that glued it to the wall, it tore some parts of the wall, more precisely, the thick paint. Tomorrow morning, I must apply the spackling paste to the wall. Then, wait two hours until it dries, and only then can I use the pre-paint liquid. The living room serves a kitchen, dining room, and pantry. It looks like the home of two obsessive-compulsive gatherer tiny-house dwellers. I wish I could complete the job by Wednesday.

We went to have a meal at our favourite restaurant in Szentendre, Christine. Ági had a mojito and salmon, and I drank lemonade and had "marhapörkült juhtúrós gnocchival". The dessert was lime pie. We ate like queen and king. With our stomachs half-full with the excellent food, we returned home. The rest of the day went by like a bullet train, meaning another week was over. It's frightening how quickly time goes by!

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