Skip to main content

Torstai 🇫🇮 Fimmtudagur 🇮🇸

I went to IKEA this morning. After waking up and devouring breakfast, I drank the much-needed coffee, jumped in the car, and drove to buy some necessary goods. Since the old kitchen extractor hood broke down, we had to buy another one. When I was on the road, it was already hot, +29°C at 10 a.m. The afternoon brought +34°C, and according to the weather forecast, the next few days will be equally warm. They issued the highest alert possible, the red. Ági has always been a summer girl; she used to love the high temperatures. However, this is too much for her, too. Our systems show symptoms of tiredness from the excessive heat that lasted that long. The temperatures have been high for weeks, and the occasional drops were short-lived relieves. It's still not as dire over here as in the southern part of Europe, where the raging heat waves have been scorching the land, not to mention the frightening forest fires that destroyed unimaginably huge areas.
Moreover, some of these fires were caused by certain individuals, which shows humans are the most cruel creatures in the World. According to the news, whenever a fire breaks out in some parts of the Mediterranean region and burns areas down, local authorities can grant use of those pieces of land for construction. There is no need to be a Nobel prize winner to put the pieces together. 

Anyway, I have another student, the lady who used to help us with the bookkeeping. She has studied English before but hasn't used it for quite a while, so we have to start from scratch and build up her confidence and English knowledge. We'll meet next Wednesday and decide which book to learn from. I'm so excited.

The masons will come on Saturday. I hope they can complete the kitchen in no time, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy. The house is a mess, and it resembles a favela. The wooden slates of the fence are waiting for me to paint them. Next week, I'd like to complete this task and move on to the next; I plan to complete the household chores and jobs in the next two weeks, rekindle my English studying, and start my teaching career.

À tout à l'heure

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Terrible weather

Horrible weather Snow Rain Christmas in town

The final plan

I have a plan, so crazy that it might just work. I checked my books and tried to estimate how to proceed with my preparation, i.e which books should be the first and how to process the units, so the devised schedule is the following: Completing the 'Straight to advanced' and 'Ready for Advanced' books. They consist of 10 lessons and 5 review units each, so if I study intensively, I can finish these books in three-four weeks. Learning by heart the advanced phrasal verbs, idioms, and collocation books. (Plus the 'Don't get me wrong' pocketbook that contains brilliant idioms and collocations.) These books consist of 60 units each, so if I take three lessons per week, I can finish them by the end of August. Completing the 'Destination C1-C2' book. This is the toughest of all the previously listed books, including word formation, idioms, phrasal verbs, grammar, etc. I could go through this book while dealing with the 'Straight to advanced' book si...

53 is the new 35

Nah, I'm just kidding, 53 cannot be 35 in any way. When I first heard this term, fifty is the new forty, I thought something was wrong with my ears. Even the explanation of this locution seemed dodgy. I'm pretty sure that this is a kind of self-hypnosis technique used by those who are unable to accept their age and refuse to take notice of the natural order of things. (It's always weird to see the results of what the scalpel of cosmetic surgeons did to some poor, deluded individuals.) Anyway, I found the tail of the mojo and tried to get it back completely. I completed the homework Charlette had given me a month ago - it wasn't easy to complete, though - and booked some lessons as well. I'm looking forward to these classes. Nevertheless, my mind was struggling tremendously with the homework. My brain is still not as fresh as it used to be, so I won't be surprised if it turns out to be a balderdash. The weather turned freezing. Well, it's not as cold as it is...