Lauantai 🇫🇮 Laugardagur 🇮🇸

Since the start of the day was cold, I couldn't rush out to the back garden to continue painting the staves. Even though the weather is warmer than the usual end-of-September weather, the mornings resemble autumn.

So, after breakfast, the cleaning and rearranging process began in the house. While Ági was hoovering, I rearranged my office. Finally, it looks like an office-gym-living-bedroom sort of kind of room. The huge piles were removed yesterday, and I could create a perfect office and gym space. I enjoy this new space tremendously.

We had fish fingers with rice and peas for lunch. After devouring the nosh, I gave Ági a foot massage, after which I felt the need to doze off. I set the countdown timer to twenty minutes on my watch, but after it went off, I couldn't resist the temptation to continue my afternoon coma. When I came to, my head was dizzy and heavy. I was in a different state of mind. Time sped up, which was surprising. All I could think of was sleeping. Ági's theory was that it was due to the excessive work I'd done this week and the evaporating things from the paint I used on the staves.

When I finally regained consciousness, I had a bun with butter and plum jam, which was delicious. I love plum jam, especially the "Szatmári szilva" type. It is thick, black, and a tad sour but delicious. When I engorged the last bite, I realised that the rest of the staves were waiting for another layer of paint, so as reluctantly as possible, I went to the back garden to apply the final coat of paint to the staves. This time, finishing the job on the remaining poles took me almost an hour and a half. These were in worse condition than the previous batch; however, I could cover most of the faults on them by applying a thicker layer of paint.

As for my English studies, I could complete two tasks of the three I got for homework. I'm getting back on track slowly, but the setback the house renovation caused is tangible in my progress. Additionally, it's high time I dived into deep and accepted private students to contribute to the home budget. I enjoyed the sabbatical tremendously, but all good things must come to an end, eventually.

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