A few more things about our Saturday adventure.
There is frustration that the work isn't moving along as fast as we'd like. We plan on spending a good deal of the time that DS#2 and DDIL (and baby girl) are here, up at the property, and it's hard because we have to haul everything up and then everything back out of the worker's way.
I know we're going to forget some crucial piece of equipment and then we'll be stuck because if it isn't there, it isn't there.
And it's not like you can just run down to the store and grab one when you're 45 minutes away from the nearest very small town. Despite that, we spent some time this evening working out menus that can be really flexible.
We're "supposed to" have a stove and fridge hooked up, but we have to plan for the contingency that we won't. So anything we cook has to be able to be done on a grill or Coleman stove, if the regular stove isn't hooked up.
We also have to have blocks of ice for coolers if the fridge isn't working. I'm really feeling like it will be Swiss Family Robinson. We have a portable propane shower tent thing if we get feeling too grungy...and I'm a woman whose day doesn't really start until I get my shower, so this could be a critical piece of hardware.
So let me show you around a little more....There's DD peeking up through some wood on the temporary deck.
We have a couple of little streams that run through the property. We've had a good water year, so they are turning up where we haven't had them before. The menfolk are usually pretty chivalrous when the ladies need to cross. They'll look for the skinny place, put a log across if needed and are willing to lend a helping hand or a walking stick to help us out. This is really nice, because I'm a total klutz. I trip over any little thing and have a really hard time finding sure footing over these streams. I have been known to unceremoniously land in them and get very cold and wet. Sometimes in the summer that's a welcome thing. Other times it's not. In any case, my boys are good to help their old mother. I am the one who feeds them, after all...and I didn't raise dummies.