My Life after CELTA

The battle between summer and autumn is still going on. Even though the mornings are chilly, the days are far warmer than the average temperature around this time of the year. No wonder Abby and I passed out after my English lesson. She was snoring like a raging boar, and I fell into a coma-like state. When we finally woke up, it was already 4 p.m. It was high time to take my high tea. Anyway, my English class was fantastic, like always. Charlette is the best teacher I've ever met, and her approach to teaching, particularly my education, is one of a kind. I feel lucky to meet her and honoured to learn from her. I couldn't get the great breakthrough I had been waiting for before I met her, but her guidance and tailor-made lessons ensured my progress. I'm totally grateful for her! I must plan my next lesson for the A2 level group. I think I'll challenge them a bit harder and bring them another listening exercise we can dissect and talk about. They enjoyed it two weeks ago...

What can I say? The DIY episode continued today. I had to apply some spackling paste to the walls. I thought I could complete it quickly, but I couldn't have been more wrong. It went rather slowly. A retired sloth could have done it faster. Actually, my body hasn't recuperated from yesterday's excessive exposure to both the elements - digging at +37°C for hours - and the unusual work, digging. The blisters on the thumb of my left hand and the palm of my right hand prove my ordeal. My arms felt heavy, and my legs wouldn't obey. I still completed the task but was sweating by the end like a racing horse in the derby. Since we don't have a kitchen yet, we ate out. The drive to Burger King was okay, but the menu, however delicious, couldn't agree with my stomach. My system began protesting against more junk food. Nevertheless, we don't have many options. What the local buffets offer might not be compatible with our delicate digestive system, not to mention the pr...

Today was quite eventful. After waking up - by the way, my nights are better in the cold bedroom, but there is still room for improvement in this segment of my insignificant life - and devouring breakfast with the much-needed coffee, I went down to my new office to continue to separate the needed goods from the not-needed goods. Fortunately, Ági came down to help me, so the two-and-a-half hours we spent there were worth our efforts. My office still looks like a mess, but it is an organised mess this time. Anyway, four more days before our holiday, there is plenty of time to progress and achieve what we want to accomplish. The wasps that found refuge under our roof feel tickety-boo. The guy, who was supposed to come today to exterminate these uninvited guests, didn't show up. He wasn't even concerned about letting us know whether he would deign to visit us for a displeasingly considerable amount of money. The price - 200 euros - he asked for the job that takes no longer than 45 ...

It was raining during the night, which made the air unbearably humid. By the time we woke up, the and had already resembled a rain forest. Merely sitting and watching silly youtube videos made us sweat, so when else did we decide to change offices than today? At 9 a.m. sharp, we began to remove our belongings from our offices, and the rest of the day was brimming with walking up and down the stairs carrying books and furniture. After lunch, we nodded off for thirty minutes, but the moving started over when we came to and drank an espresso. I admit I'm a sweaty guy, but today's experience was unique. The sheer thought of carrying another batch of something ignited the sweat glands, and while shuffling up and down, it became even worse. There is no need to go to a sauna... The weather is changing. It is getting rainy and colder. According to the weather forecast, the maximum temperature on Monday will only be +20°C. I don't mind a bit of foretaste of autumn, and it's the ...