In fact, this will be our third night to sleep in the farm house. But we don't have internet there yet, so there has been no blogging happening. In fact, the first evening I was sitting on my bed with the two girls, who were chatting me up in a most friendly manner. I wondered what had gotten into them. They were also both reading children's books! (Anna was enjoying Bird Life in Wington and Julia was digging back into a childhood favorite with an assortment of fairy tale stories.) Strange behavior indeed, until I realized they had no internet. Sigh. Talking and reading. Is that what we all used to do?
So here we sit in Burger King at 9:00 PM, using free wifi so Adam can check online to see if our new wireless router or modem or whatever has arrived at WalMart so he can pick it up. There's some deep irony in there somewhere.
I have photos of the half-put-together house interior but (of course) my computer cannot access my phone pictures right now. Adam just returned from WalMart without our wifi machine. It's in the store. It's arrived. He can see online the name of the person who signed for it. It arrived there 8 hours ago. But ... it's still "unavailable" -- i.e. nobody is willing to go into the back and dig it out for us (even though we've paid for it already), so we will go back home unsatisfied with unattached to the invisible computer world.
Our contractor is basically out of the house, so we are feeling a little homey. Must dash away, but that's all I can give you for now.