I realized today just how much stock I put in having access to a kitchen. Any kitchen will do, sometimes, but generally I want/need my kitchen.
We're still waiting to close on the new house, but even when we have the keys, we can't move in until our household goods arrive. Most people think it's because we need the furniture. Honestly, I could probably sleep on the ground for a few weeks if I needed to, and blankets aren't that hard to come by.
The reason I wouldn't be willing/able to move into the new house without having our stuff is that I don't have any pans/dishes/utensils. I can sleep on the ground, as long as I can cook.
At Raglan this year, the biggest problem, in my mind, was that our stove wouldn't work so I couldn't cook. I could have dealt much more easily with the rain and wind if I had the ability to cook without having to borrow fire from other people. Even if I chose not to cook, having the ability would have been enough.
There are people who know me who will probably read this and say "well, duh!", but I don't think I had realized quite how much a kitchen is like a security blanket to me. I can use someone else's, but really want to have mine.
We're still waiting to close on the new house, but even when we have the keys, we can't move in until our household goods arrive. Most people think it's because we need the furniture. Honestly, I could probably sleep on the ground for a few weeks if I needed to, and blankets aren't that hard to come by.
The reason I wouldn't be willing/able to move into the new house without having our stuff is that I don't have any pans/dishes/utensils. I can sleep on the ground, as long as I can cook.
At Raglan this year, the biggest problem, in my mind, was that our stove wouldn't work so I couldn't cook. I could have dealt much more easily with the rain and wind if I had the ability to cook without having to borrow fire from other people. Even if I chose not to cook, having the ability would have been enough.
There are people who know me who will probably read this and say "well, duh!", but I don't think I had realized quite how much a kitchen is like a security blanket to me. I can use someone else's, but really want to have mine.
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