A new week began...

…and I’m full of energy thanks to the weekend happenings! After all we could spend 2 whole days and a half together with Krisz. On Friday evening we were invited to a dance club where our teachers and other good dancers had a performance as an opening ceremony. I would had gladly seen their show but in consideration of Krisz’ weariness, we rather stayed at home (he didn’t have to work on Friday night but he had to go to the office in the afternoon after the previous day’s nightshift).
On Saturday we were invited to a wedding ceremony in Szentendre. One of my colleague got married. They went out together almost for a long time as we did. The workmates presented them a bottle in which some similar banknotes was put (after clearing) and had a unique wine bottle tab made with their names, the date and a quotation on it.
We got up early at Sunday dawn and set off at 4 AM with my father. We joined him and went to his hunting ground to Nógrád to scout in the forest. It is appr. 80 kms far from Budapest. It was completely dark even when we arrived. After we had registered in the hunting book and visited my father’s hunting box, we went to the forest. We got out of the car at border of the woods. It was still dark and I hardly knew where to step. In spite of that it rained more than a week ago, it was splash here and there and some plashes. It was quite exciting in the darkness. Fortunately it began slowly but surely to dawn, to light up. The air was vaporous, the grass was dewy. We spoke in whispers all the time while we were in the forest. Once in a while we stopped and keep our ears open. We harked to stags’ (male deer) rut. We approach the voice but we had to sneak and mind our steps and the sticks under feet. Sometimes it was a little bit terrific when a strange burr sounded straight from the surrounding bush and I don’t know what it was. My father always exactly knew. Sometimes he sniffed wild-pig smell in the air or saw deer-flies or showed foot-prints which were giveaways. The acorn fell out fluently which was a little bit illusive. Summing up: 7 kms walking, a wild-pig family, an old deer, a little dead mole. Then we went back to the hunting box to have a full breakfast with bacon, onion, sausage, tomato, etc. and gathered up the apples and we struggled with hornets.
On our way home we had a look at the pensioner’s house in Alsópetény that my father is building. It’s almost completely ready. It’s a very huge buildup.

In Sunday afternoon we went to our weekend house to collect the fallen nuts and to beat down the rest of it.

Convalescence

It’s high time to get well. I was ill for more than a week. I didn’t stay at home because I knew that I would’t have relaxed or have a rest. I tried to cure myself of the cold only with hot honeyed tea. I’m against medicament, I swallow a medicine only in case of emergency, when it’s necessary very-very much. My wisdom tooth-growing was of this kind. Anyway, it’s said that the illness lasts for a week without medicament – 7 days with medicament. There was only one day when things changed for the worse. At that time I decided to have a sick-leave but by next morning I was much better. By now, only my voice is that I don’t like.
Krisz had a nightshift last week and still works at night this week as well. They have a lot of work (from September always, then the top is in December with calendars, Xmas cards, leaflets, cds…) and the printing mashine need to operate round the clock, it mustn’t be stop in the management opinion. He is very exhausted, he hardly can sleep by day.

Fall is here

We got a peaceful sunny weekend over. Mornings and evenings are cold but in the daytime the weather is fine. Owing to this treacherous weather (6-8 degrees in the early morning, 26-28 degrees in the afternoon) or to my doubtful clothing or to the epidemic or to the yesternight sweaty jogging or either of the children infected me on Saturday at Erika’s place or I don’t know how I’m confined, I have a cold. I drank 2 cup of honeyed tea in the morning, it was momentarily better but I still have a sore throat, I feel discomfort, my nose is running. I hope that I soon recover.

On Saturday evening the family gathered together, on Sunday evening Chris went hunting with my father.

Unfortunately, we still need to wait at least one more week for the wardrobe.

The House

At the weekend we were busy with primping the House. Chris cut the grass, I tidied the rise level. Mainly the bathroom need to be cleaned because our water-meter was changed because of a water-pipe cracking in the street which caused pluggage in the meter. The water was hardly flow from the taps. When the repairmen fixed it up and we made water, it was very gravelly. The bath was as if somebody had came from the sands and had had a shower and had left the sand behind. Beyond that there were other servicemen in our house last week. We bought the selves and the stands and Krisztián set up. I’m going to pigeonhole books and photos in beautiful frames. I can’t wait to spread the carpet on the floor and I can’t wait to move completely in. At this time we’re waiting for the wardrobe, it’s out of stock. If we get it, we can put our clothes into it and can move in. It will be a large one (300x58x236) and is just like other furniture in the dining-room, in the bedroom: ancient pickled dense pine. The two huge mirrors were also put in its place in my gym. It’s an entirely empty room with mirrors, there is a door overlooking the garden. The new wardrobe will be here. It will stand from wall to wall. If the House will be presentable, I enclose some inner picture.