On Tuesday I hope, and it was, and ...

I hope to be cured from the cold I caught a week ago as early as possible.
I hope to go skiing to Gassan next weekend.
I hope that my stamina will come back a bit until then.

It was rainy and cold day today.
Nasal congestion made my voice lower and unclear, which made the mood of my workplace somehow down, but I tried my best to keep the mood up, with early communication and comforting words.
I also hope that the member of my workplace will be able to work in a good mood for the rest of the week and the next week and...

After I was home I resumed counting down numbers from 29,900.
I had counted down to 27,800 or something, but I had forgotten exactly how many.
When I was taking bath just a few minutes ago, I came back with a number 28,999, so I restarted to count down from this number and down to 28,950.
I came to know again that counting big numbers aloud is a good training to retain short-term memory to speak languages.

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