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Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

I slept in today. I heard the alarm go off at 6:00 a.m., but I couldn't care less, so I switched it off and went back to sleep. I shouldn't have to. I woke up at 8:00 a.m. with my eyes puffed up like that of an enormous pufferfish. Anyway, after breakfast, we jumped in the car and drove to IKEA because I wanted to buy new curtains for my little office. The products were disappointing, so we hurried home without spending a penny. Although, we couldn't resist the temptation and grabbed some cakes in the Swedish cafeteria. 

After returning home, I gave Ági a foot massage. Then we had lunch. Ági prepared pizza, which was divine. While devouring the nosh, we watched another episode from the last season of Doctor House. This series is ending soon, which is good since the writers clearly couldn't come up with any genuine idea, so it became pretty boring. Another series is on the way, the Swiss one we loved so much while it was on air on NETFLIX, "Der Bestatter".

The weather was wonderful this afternoon. It wasn't hot, but the grey sky cleared up, and the sun enticed us for a nice walk. When we returned home, I put together the skeleton of my next lessons and sent the homework to my beginner student. Tomorrow, I'll have time to study, finally. I still need to figure out what to learn, so I'll spend the morning pondering. Silly me, of course; I'll start with Charlette's homework, and I'll book other lessons as well. 

I need to get back the mojo somehow. I know I shouldn't moan about my current situation, and I don't. It's the newness that frightens me, even though I received positive feedback from my students. The thought of being responsible for their learning gives me chills. I don't want to botch their enthusiasm, willingness, and understanding, hence this vexing thought I always have when trying to teach and explain something to them. I'm quite confident while planning their lessons, but I need to get used to being physically or virtually in the same room with them. It's getting better after every lesson, but even this novelty turns the process back to square one: the thought of being responsible for their learning....

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