moisture

It was a another rainy day.  Tolga spent it emptying out Gokhan's room, a tiny room packed with a lot of stuff.  Most of the stuff Tolga brought straight to the balcony to throw it all away.  We are having someone come in a build some custom cabinets to maximize the space - and we are trying to do a design that is somewhat open so that it doesn't trap moisture and breed mold and mildew.

The problem is - we don't know very much about any of this stuff.  In the carpenters seem not to know either.

Gokhan's room was an awfully painted bright yellow.  Poorly painted with the old color seeping through, and yellow splatters on the trim and floor.  We tried to scraped the yellow paint off and putty the walls but as we painted, the moisture would get under the older paint and make it bubble up.  The end result was a bumpy and poorly painted wall once again.

We had to leave it in that condition with a hope that we can come back and fix it another day.

The kids were going stir crazy so I took them for a walk outside.  There was a slight sprinkle of rain, but as we walked, the rain seemed to stop all together and the kids were happy to be outside exploring.  They were most impressed with the huge puddles.

Tomris said, "I don't want to go back to the house.  I'm going to miss these houses."
After passing an open sewer and listening to my explanation of a were and what its doing - Teoman said, "I have a lot to say about this."