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Torstai 🇫🇮 Fimmtudagur 🇮🇸

I went to IKEA this morning. After waking up and devouring breakfast, I drank the much-needed coffee, jumped in the car, and drove to buy some necessary goods. Since the old kitchen extractor hood broke down, we had to buy another one. When I was on the road, it was already hot, +29°C at 10 a.m. The afternoon brought +34°C, and according to the weather forecast, the next few days will be equally warm. They issued the highest alert possible, the red. Ági has always been a summer girl; she used to love the high temperatures. However, this is too much for her, too. Our systems show symptoms of tiredness from the excessive heat that lasted that long. The temperatures have been high for weeks, and the occasional drops were short-lived relieves. It's still not as dire over here as in the southern part of Europe, where the raging heat waves have been scorching the land, not to mention the frightening forest fires that destroyed unimaginably huge areas. Moreover, some of these fires were c...

DIY, Chores, Study

I continued my shrubbery-trimming ordeal this morning, which, quite frankly, does my head in. Whenever I have to think of the bush in the garden, I feel like a grumpy cat. After breakfast, I grabbed my tools and cut another part of the humongous bush. Many plants were among the over-grown shrub branches, which I found somewhat unsettling since neither Ági nor I planted anything there but bush. I suspect the neighbours might have gone clandestine and taken matters into their own hands. Anyway, it's already part of the past because I culled the dried branches along with the not-brush-type of plants. It took me another hour to complete the task, but it was worth my effort. Once I finished the job, I showered and prepared lunch - nothing fancy, just spaghetti with tuna. While we were devouring the nosh, we watched another episode of "Dexter". Once we finished the food and the episode, we went to the bank to close my entrepreneur account. Then ate ice cream at the famous ...