I'm getting tired of the meat I get from the supermarket.
I mean, it is okay, but okay is not enough any more.
Apparently, there is an excellent butcher in town (if we can trust Google Maps reviews). The meat is more expensive there, but I can afford it. I rather give my money to a local business than a chain supermarket. Hopefully the meat is worth the premium price.
Visiting the slagerij might well become part of my Saturday's rituals. Maybe after drinking coffee on the bistro next to the church.
I was having lunch at the office a few months ago. On that occasion, a lady from marketing sitting in front of me on the kitchen table started talking about how much she loved Mexican telenovelas (English: soap operas).
I am seriously considering to start practising Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu (BJJ) in the Spring next year. I found a good school relatively close by.
Daily schedule need to be re-adjusted. It won't be cheap, and life will get substantially more expensive for me next year—beyond inflation, but that also contributes.
Though, I first need to figure out what to do with my sore knees —a long-standing issue. I can get used to a mild pain, the problem is that when I part take in intense physical activities, even walking is painful.