Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

I wanted to go shopping this morning, but my sleeping centre thought otherwise. And when I say shopping, it obviously means buying food. I can't stand visiting malls or outlets unless I really need something that can be purchased in these places. The suffocating crowd that flocks and knocks about there is terribly irritating, let alone the musac, which consists of only commercialised Christmas songs at this time of the year. So, after sleeping in again, I had a delicious cinnamon pancake breakfast and a strong espresso, which made my day. The caffeine ignited my mind, and I was ready to rumble in my little office. However, since Ági had a terrible night's sleep and woke up at 3 a.m., I offered her a relaxing foot massage. Fortunately, she didn't hesitate for a moment to accept it. Anyway, while fiddling with her feet, I watched silly videos on YouTube. The Karen videos are fabulous. Even though they are funny, the sad reality of them being arrogant, ignorant, and entitled makes one think: "Where will it all end?". Once my wee mind reached its capacity and was screaming for other genres, I switched to the videos of one of Hungary's best comedians. He's still funny, and even though the video was recorded almost twenty years ago, I laughed a lot at his punch lines. After a one-and-a-half-hour-long massage session, it was high time we ate something. I was peckish. 

When the pizza was ready, we sat in front of the TV and started watching one of the best British series, Only Fools and Horses. Despite finding it challenging to understand every implication or insinuation on people, events, or other things - how could we, as we live in Hungary, hardly get the necessary information on what happened in England in 1981 - we enjoy this show tremendously. The characters, the stories, the script, and the punch lines are perfect. I wish they made more similar series. After two episodes, we decided to jump in the car and drive to deal with the burden that the notion of shopping imposed on us. The supermarket was not full of nervous customers, so our pre-indignation was futile. The process of throwing goods into our basket was quick and efficient.

After returning home, I started to check the C1 group's homework. It's a challenging one, I must admit, but I had to up the ante to help Ági and Roya improve their English. I'm sure they can do it.

As for the weather, it was shite today. The grey skies thwarted the sunshine to reach us, so the depressing nature of the weather was rather tangible today. The air was chilly, the rain during Abby's evening walk was unexpectedly irritating, and the fact that the weather will change tomorrow vexes us tremendously. Today was winterish, but tomorrow will be spring-like. Who can follow the whims and fancies of nature?