Due to the unacceptable delay in getting the city permit to begin construction, and due to the ever-approaching November 30th deadline to close on our mortgage and be eligible for the federal tax return... our developer, Bishop Homes, is now telling us that the standard home-building time frame of 60 days is now being girded up to 45 days!!!! 45 DAYS!!!
(I love that word. Girded. It makes me think of girding one's loins. Which is what the builders are doing at this point, essentially. And me and Clint are girding, as well! Ha ha! Girding! We are girding ourselves with furnishings.)
We could be in a brand new home by Thanksgiving, people! WOOP WOOP!

Below is where Clint, scrutinizing the orange-painted house-plan lines, realizes that they have flipped the floor plans opposite of the way we originally wanted. Without giving us a heads-up. I am still feeling pretty fiesty about it, despite the fact that I probably would not have even noticed but for Clint. We called on it, and sure enough, they had to mirror-reflex the house plan in order to align with the sewage system. Brilliant, wonderful sewage. Ah, well. So be it.
To the north of the lot, there was a promising, waiting figure on the horizon, just waiting to go to work... 


Just like that, we have a hole.





And most selfishly important of all, me-only time with: