We spend all day at the house to get a few steps closer to moving back in.
The mold on the walls and ceilings is dead,but the stupid water even got in our storage closets and the mold there was bad.But thank god for chemicals,which killed the mold and it's awful smell quickly.
And the handy man will bring the material he needs to build and isolate the roof to the house this weekend.
This means he will start soon,because the weather seems to be stable.
Funnily while we were driving to our house the radio played the song "Coming Home" from Puff Daddy/P.Diddy
And as much as I dislike the song,it brought major tears into my eyes.
We even thought about staying at the house despite the fact that the electricity is still wet.But that was a stupid idea......a product of wishful thinking,homesickness and the fact that the human being needs a long time to realize how bad it really is.
Once the roof is fixed,the cables can dry and I can finally paint the house.
It's really emotional,because we really miss home.
Even when I took a picture for a review I started tearing up,because the place we are currently staying at is making me sad by all means.
The picture was so perfect compared to the pictures I am taking here in Athens....and most importantly it felt so good to be back at my balcony.
But I decided that all the crying and complaining doesn't bring me any further.So I just picked up my cleaning gear and made the bathroom look like a bathroom again.
So here are some pictures
One thing is for sure:
Giving up and drowning in self pity is lame!
With every tragedy we learn things and we grow.