We have electricity at the trailer house. Please forgive me for my terminology, but it's my mobile home/manufactured housing, and I prefer to call it a trailer.
Anyway. Now that we have water and electricity and propane, we will move. Not that there's all that much left to move. You see, I have a pioneer spirit, and I've been moving ever since our house arrived.
With this; it's the closest thing I have to a covered wagon. Actually, using it was Cliff's idea. He got tired of watching me carrying arm-loads of stuff to the trailer and said, "Why don't you use the little red wagon?"
We bought that wagon twenty years ago as a Christmas gift for my oldest grandson, Arick. Who knew it would end up serving as a moving van?
It's amazing what I can get on there. Here's my latest load.
Here I am, arrived at my new home. Those steps are temporary; we'll have some sort of porch there before you know it.
There are so many things to do, but now we can do them a little at a time. Tomorrow the Culligan man comes to see where we'll put our water softener.