My Life after CELTA

Nah, I'm just kidding, 53 cannot be 35 in any way. When I first heard this term, fifty is the new forty, I thought something was wrong with my ears. Even the explanation of this locution seemed dodgy. I'm pretty sure that this is a kind of self-hypnosis technique used by those who are unable to accept their age and refuse to take notice of the natural order of things. (It's always weird to see the results of what the scalpel of cosmetic surgeons did to some poor, deluded individuals.) Anyway, I found the tail of the mojo and tried to get it back completely. I completed the homework Charlette had given me a month ago - it wasn't easy to complete, though - and booked some lessons as well. I'm looking forward to these classes. Nevertheless, my mind was struggling tremendously with the homework. My brain is still not as fresh as it used to be, so I won't be surprised if it turns out to be a balderdash. The weather turned freezing. Well, it's not as cold as it is...

MOJO Our long morning walks have positive and negative effects. The positives are improved circulation and endurance and a clearer head. The negatives are: it requires a lot of time, and we are more tired during the day, not to mention the shower I have to take after every stroll. It's good for our bodies, so it would be silly not to continue. My lesson with Charlette was great, as usual. She took the class to another level, and I loved that she created challenging tasks focusing on the exam. I must regain my mojo to prepare for and pass the CPE exam. I'm on it. I don't know why it's so difficult to get it back. It's high time I created a schedule that I can stick to... The weather was beautiful, typical for the end of June. The highest temperature was +27°C today. Even the afternoon storm couldn't ruin the joy this early summer caused. However, some parts of the country got hit by hail and destroyed properties and goods.