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I got the book Dirty Italian. I now know how to tell someone to fuck off (vaffanculo) :)

Woke up at 7 AM. Reviewed my Italian numbers flashcards. They were easy.

Hmm. It rained a little. I wonder if the grass is too wet to cut.

I joined Meetup and saw a CU social group. I’m wondering if I should join, given that I’m still working on the house. There are a bunch of groups for people who are 50+. Oh, the group that I was looking at just has Euchre nights, and I don’t play Euchre.

Plan for today: nap after breakfast, study Italian, mow the lawn, and work on boxes.

Someone made a discord for learning Italian, and I joined, but I don’t see it.

I ordered a wrench to swap out my new license plates on my car to arrive tomorrow.

Took a break from Italian for lunch. I think that I’ve discovered the motivation for language learning; have someone with whom you want to use the language. Crud, my new numbers deck isn’t importing. Okay, I got it.

Hum. I want a short nap. Dozed for a half hour.

I’m having a lively conversation meowing with Mimi, but don’t know what I’m saying to her.

I had a headache, so I lay down and overslept. I got the very front of the house mowed though. I’m going to eat dinner and then plant the thyme that I bought. The daylilies are in bloom.

I bookmarked News in Slow Italian on my phone.

Hmm. I’m thinking of going to bed and getting up early to plant the thyme and study Italian.

I ordered some Italian language stickers to put on things around the house.