I have an indescribable amount of “fredagspepp” (idk. “enthusiasm about it being Friday”? Lisa?), and I don’t really know why. Tomorrow we’re going to talk to a bank, to see how much money they’re willing to lend us now that we’re 8 years older and wiser than last time. My partner has finally (now that he’s also commuting) gone “yeah, maybe Amsterdam IS nice to live in”. At the same time I’m like “…but do I really want to move? så jobbigt”. Time will tell.
Meanwhile it’s Iceland Airwaves and I’m not there. So sad 😦