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Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

Both of us could feel the impact of yesterday's tremendous amount of work. After waking up, I realised how tired Ági was. The morning walks with Abby are usually her duties. However, she was so exhausted today that I had to take over the task. No sooner had it poured down than we made our way back home. The early morning cold shower with hail wasn't precisely my espresso's perfect replacement, but it opened my eyes.

The morning passed quickly, and apart from browsing the internet looking for shelves we could use in the kitchen, not much happened. Ági had a meeting with her colleagues, and after it was over, we jumped in the car and drove to buy some junk food. Again. When we devoured the nosh, I gave Ági a foot massage, and then I took Abby for her afternoon walk when it dawned on me how much I had to work on the kitchen worktop.
Its state was dreary, and I wasn't convinced about the use of epoxy resin. My suspicion became stronger after reading the user manual on the side of the container, so we jumped in the car and drove back to the craftsmen's store. We bought a drill with which I made a bigger hole and some wooden corks that fit into the hole, making it invisible. It took me two minutes to complete this task, so the kitchen worktop is ready for sanding and varnishing. The carpenter guy never called us back nor sent us a quote, so instead of waiting for this nitwit, we took matters into our own hands and acted accordingly. It's cheaper, quicker, and less stressful.

I can't deal with my English studies as long as the kitchen is a mess, at least not as much and intensively as I want to. I know I should find other ways to learn or at least read, but the fact of the matter is: since my mind is so preoccupied with the kitchen renovation - plus I have to think instead of the craftsmen - that whenever I sit down for a minute or two, my mind automatically starts to list the remaining to-dos. I'll do my best and try to complete it next week.

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