The old guy has been trying for days to get builidng permits. Yes, he should probably let the builder do this, as it is one of the things we are paying him to do, but... You all know the old guy. You need to go one place to get a number or a form to take to another place so they can look at it and direct you to another place that sends you back to the first place. Then you need to have things notarized, attach diagrams or photos or such nonsense and return to one of the places. They then take your stuff, review it, and indicate they will be forwarding it to another place where a number of people will review it, think about it, review it again and then decide if it is okay and, hopefully, email a permit or two.
This will not happen in a day, or while he waits. Maybe 12-14 or so. He is pissed. Like I said, you all know him, so what else would we expect? No jumping and asking how high on the way down. No genuflection. Absolutely no conformation to his requirements and/or personal timeframe or schedule. Like I said, he is pissed. For my sake, I hope they look and decide quickly.
On another, lighter note, the driveway foundation guy was there last night to look things over and, he thought, stake out the foundation. No stakes. Later, just before they dig. Someone might move a stake or one may fall over or be stolen by gypsies. But, he gave him an interesting premise. The driveway needs some clean fill dirt to make it wider. Really? He asked if we had considered a pond in the lower part of the property, near the bottom of the driveway in the wet soggy part? It might relieve some of the sog and provide dirt for the widening process. No, not really, but maybe. So, now he has something else to think about.
In ther interim, I am continuing the intervention. My niece suggested a little wine might help? Or another adult beverage? Maybe. Just maybe this might be of some assistance or maybe I just won't remember part of the experience. Either way, I may try it. I will let you know if it helps.
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