The First Supper

Here it is - our first home cooked meal at the farm. A roasted veggie pizza with mushroom pesto and crumbled feta. I have to say it was divine. Now allow me to explain why it was so divine.

I took Friday off work to go sit at the farm house and wait for someone to come hook up our internet service. After a few stops at the post office, grocery store and such, I arrived at the house around 11:00 am to find that the electricity was off. After further inspection (of the refrigerator) it became clear that the power had been off for at least a couple of days. It was about 95 degrees. To make matters oh so very much worse, the large, wheeled trash cart I ordered had not been delivered, which left me with no means to dispose of the HORRIFIC contents of the fridge (the previous owner was kind enough to leave meat in the freezer - seriously).

So, here I am. It's a million degrees, inside and out, I have no power, I have a rapidly rotting fridge, I have no trash bin, I have to trapse into the scary, poisonous-snakey area next to the barn to turn the water on...which is leaking. A lot. So I did what anyone would do. I did the only thing I could think of to make myself feel better. I went inside the sweltering house, opened up all the doors and windows so the wasps could join me, and I...TEXTURED. THE. CEILING. It was awesome. I was hot, I was starving, I couldn't leave because the internet man was supposed to be coming, I was texturing the ceiling, and he never showed. Total no-show.

That day was the suckiest bunch of suck that ever sucked.

Ah, but then things started to shift. Around 2:00 the surly man from the power company came to turn it back on. About an hour later the really nice man from the trash service came with our bin (both after some angry phone calls). I got all the texturing done on the ceiling. Darling hubby arrived and fixed the water and we had this wonderful pizza for dinner. It was the best thing I'd ever eaten. Of course, all I'd eaten all day was a piece of leftover pepperoni pizza and a few bites of potato salad, so what did I know from a good meal? We settled in on the air mattress and watched a movie on my laptop (which I'd taken along in anticipation of having internet) and all was right with the world.

Until the next morning when we had to put up a fence, paint the ceiling, fix the water line for real and fix the mower (again).

I keep thinking about when I might have a day to just rest and relax, and I keep coming up with...never. It's okay, though. We're killing ourselves now, but it's going to be SO worth it.