One of the last things we did today was build a corner work bench inside the solar shed. I am seriously beside myself with excitement about this. As soon as we were done, I put my soldering iron, multimeter, flux, "third hand" and other electronic tools on the surface, stepped back, and literally jumped for joy: One of my hobbies and its associated equipment now has a real home!

Instead of being shoved in some inaccessible corner of our camper, the tools are sitting right where they belong, in a place Tara and I made specifically for them. In truth, the workbench is just a small shelf, but symbolically, it means so much more. I feel as though I actually have a life now—I'm no longer solely living in a crappy camper in the middle of some random woods in Vermont. I have a workbench!