Biding Our Time

Yesterday was mostly a quiet day at home. 
The kitchen is awaiting the splash back, stone top and sink, so we have improvised using the tops from the previous kitchen (we have kept them for the granny flat (cabin).
I actually hung a picture doing measurements from the exposed beams in the cabin.  I wanted to drill in the right place and wonder of wonders it worked.
I also lifted some stuff into the house that had been removed from the kitchen while we got the new one.  Two boxes were severely wet and I needed to transfer stuff from them to other containers.  One box was obviously “that draw” that everyone seems to have, full of a mishmash of implements.  Merril made sense of them and put them away in a tidily fashion.  I’m impressed.
The place feels more liveable these days, but I know there is a ways to go.  Once all is competed there is stuff from the change to set up elsewhere.  I feel like I have my work cut out for me for a number of months.
We did need a few things so Merril and I went and got them.  Basically bread and butter, cordial and the like.
I think we will be having a couple of quiet days while we let what has been done to Merril’s artery settle.  Not that that is easy.  But I am not as excited as Merril about a new kitchen.  It’s nice and we are pleased, but we both know it is a means to an end rather than an end in itself.
What I am more excited about is the completion of the granny flat (cabin) when it happens.  Again it is a means to an end only, but it will be nice to have a set up for visitors.
In the meantime we are biding our time.  We do what we see we need to do, but the pace is slower than normal.