Well, Hubby and I officially moved in to our new home yesterday. Hubby's sister joined us to help us with many many things. There's still lots left to do, but I feel at least that I'm no longer a "guest". Right now we're using some borrowed items until our own belongings reach us. Luckily, the house had one bed with a mattress to sleep on two others without mattresses. There is also a kitchen table and chairs and a few miscellaneous cooking pans/pots and drinking cups/glasses. Yesterday evening we went to a grocery store and bought three carts worth of mandatory stuff. That still leaves us to eat quick to make stuff. The only thing I can really cook, in terms of a minor recipe, are eggs and hot dogs, and simple salads. We've been eating a lot of cold meats and cheeses with bread for at least one meal per day, for weeks.

Tomorrow a handyman friend of my s-i-l is coming to our new home to plan some improvements. He'll stay with us and even a workmate of his will come. In CZ, that means providing beer for the workmate (the main handyman is a recovering alcoholic, so he'll get tea/coffee/juice/water). We will also need to provide them with meals, so we'll need to get stuff take out. My s-i-l said that we need to get foods the main handyman can eat without chewing. Apparently he is toothless. Under normal circumstances I would cook some soup and/or goulash and mashed potatoes, or similar, but we must buy it. Right now we don't have proper plates and bowls. Only a couple odd-sized ones. We'll need to buy at least a 4 person set, as we don't feel good offering paper plates. An extra 4-person set will come in handy, anyway.

I have promised photos, but I'll need a couple more days, since we are so busy. I'm doing OK, but I am starting to realize the unique challenges ahead of me in the next stage of this journey.