Um...right. Thank the Goddess, I have a secret weapon. My adorable husband, whose nickname is Tinker. I learned early in our relationship that I could hand him something that wasn't working. He says "I have no idea how this works." And a few hours or days later he hands it back to me, working perfectly - if not better than new - and says "I have no idea what I did but it works now".
Which is why the plumbing under the sink looks like this now:
It has been a bit of an adjustment as we moved in from the cabin. The cabin was smaller in square footage, but the trailer (now dubbed the Pixie Wagon) is arranged quite a bit differently. They also seem to have set it up for normal people. You know, people who don't have a months worth of dialysis supplies to store at a time, and who value computers over TV or anything else. So there's been some rearranging done, and I'm not sure it's all done yet, but we're IN. I'm not sure if you want to be bored with all the photos I took today - especially given that I may be inflicting them on you again later on as we get this or that or the other set up more to our liking. Here's a favorite;
From the outside, the Pixie Wagon isn't much to see - YET.
It's only a rented lot - but we love it. Once the Pixie Wagon has some more work done on it - first boring stuff like a new toilet and resealing the roof, and fun stuff like painting inside and out, we'll test out those wheels and take her someplace even more awe inspiring. Solar power is in her future, too, of course.
So, there she is - my dream home. I'll keep you posted on her progress.