Pacing

So now, what? It is snowing, and we are stuck inside doing a lot of waiting. Tim is pacing around waiting for the internet guy to come and the cabin to close (1 hour for the Internet guy. 2 weeks for the cabin.) I am worried about food prices. I spent like $150 yesterday in Ridgway on a few bags of food and cleaning supplies. I bought 1 onion. 1 onion? I have not bought only one onion ever. I miss Costco. Where will I find bulk veggies? My back yard? I've got to get the garden started, but it is snowing and it seems silly to start such a project when I am still sleeping on the floor. What will regular life look like here? Will my husband drive me crazy if we both work from home in this little house? Will we starve or eat crap? So, we pace and wait for the internet guy because that seems like the next step.

The girls do not know we are in transition: