As predicted, life on Cool Spring continues to lack in the dullness factor. This week, we discovered our well was only 20-feet deep and therefore, had run dry - hence the many mornings of waking to no water. Plans to begin drilling a new well were projected to start yesterday, though I see no evidence of drilling. We're clinging to the promises of running water by Wednesday, but we'll see.

For now, we are hauling five gallon buckets of water from the landowners outdoor spigot to flush toilets and wash dishes. We are utilizing the Patent House for showers (and any family member's home, when visited).

Despite the present inconvenience, I'm so in love with our new home. The old house never really felt like "home" - maybe because we entered it with short-term plans. We've occupied this home a grand total of two weeks and already feel like it's home. It's full of positive energy and plenty of light; it offers warmth and character. We're happy.