Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

Autumn has arrived. We couldn't keep the window open in the bedroom because of the cold last night. However, I miss it terribly, as well as the TEVA sandals and shirts while taking Abby for her walks. Anyway, after waking up - it took me an hour to finally drag myself out of bed - I stumbled down to the kitchen from the attic to grab something. Fortunately, Ági fetched buns from the local bakery early in the morning, so I had fresh bans with butter, cheese, and ham.

Once I finished devouring the nosh, we switched on the central heating because of the significant drop in temperature we experienced. Ági was in charge of the radiators, and I had to supervise the process in front of the boiler. When we switched on the boiler yesterday, it produced something unusual with all those drippings by over-pressuring the system. Luckily, things panned out perfectly; there was no dripping or excessive pressure elevation, so the house was warm and cosy. I'll still call the guy to check the boiler, though.

I spent the morning planning my next lesson for the A2 level group. Based on the previous one, I came up with the skeleton of the lesson. I'll focus on tenses this time, using the recording they had to listen to in the last class. They will have to spot how many tenses are in the text and discuss the differences between "will" and "be + going to". Should they not know their meanings, I'll help them clarify and use them.

As I mentioned, autumn said hello today. The cold wind was a bit surprising, even though the weather forecast had warned us about it yesterday. What is more, despite threatening us with polar weather, according to their latest forecast, next Friday will be warm again. The weather is clearly toying with us. The Sun sets earlier and rises later. At 6:30 p.m., it's already dark, and at 6 a.m., it's still dark.

I remember this time last year, I started panicking due to the imminent CELTA course. I was extremely nervous, but in hindsight, I shouldn't have to. I'm not saying that it was an easy challenge; on the contrary. However, if I could start it again, I'd have a totally different mindset about how to deal with my anxiety. Anyway, I made it - thanks to Charlette's mentoring - and now I'm a qualified plonker, pretending to be an English teacher.

As for my plans for the next week, I'll paint my office and the plank separating the back garden premises as my DIY continuum. But, and this is a big but, I'll focus on my studies and spread the word that I'll accept students at the complete beginner, A1-A2, and B1-B2 levels.

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