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Sunnuntai 🇫🇮 Sunnudagur 🇮🇸

We wanted to stick to the plan we had devised yesterday: driving to the craftsman shop to buy adhesive tape to glue together the backside of the wardrobe and something against mould in the wall behind the desk in the basement and continue with our moving project. However, after returning home, the latest discovery inhibited the process: we detected some water leakage in the basement. I wasn't too happy about it. So after batting ideas around, we decided to buy another dehumidifier. When we finished Ági's most delicious pizza, we jumped in the car and drove to another craftsman store to buy another dehumidifier. With the gadget in the car, we drove back home with a huge, strained smile, which eventually turned into a weird grimace. Anyway, I gave Ági a foot massage, then prepared some food before bulking down to the tedious de-moulding process. To cut a long story short, I moved the furniture and other items, sprayed the walls with the thing, and thoroughly vented the basement. Another round of de-moulding intervention is waiting for me, but hopefully, this will solve the problem.

The weather is absurd. The highest temperature today was +17,5°C, which, considering the date, is ridiculously low in August. Tomorrow will be equally cold and cloudy, so we will probably freeze. I don't mind the colder weather as long as I can wear my beloved pair of TEVA sandals.
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