It's been a very, very long week and a half. To make a very, very long story short-- First we hit a major stumbling block with the city planning department in getting the permit for our house. The major stumbling block was an incompetent planner, but it took a lot of time and energy on the part of a lot of people to get that rock, and I do mean rock, out of the road. Then the builder has started giving me grief about the cost of the kitchen and laundry room cabinetry I've selected. That issue is not yet resolved, but I can't help but ask, "Whose house is this, and who's paying for it?" I'm forever asking questions like that. Does he have some hidden agenda? Darned if I know.
But on to the see-through door. We're constantly going through new houses to hunt for ideas. Mostly we learn what not to do. We went through 5 spec houses Sunday afternoon. Mind you, they are a stone's throw from the ocean. But they do cost $1.25 million, more or less. Not large, but supposedly somewhat luxurious. For that money, no matter the location, I would at least expect basic competence (there's that word again!). Our favorite of the 5 houses had a see-through door. No, it wasn't supposed to be that way, but you could clearly see light in numerous places coming in between the boards that made up the old-mediterranean style round-top door. Which means that cold air will be pouring into the house, and warm, heated ($$$) air will be pouring out. You'd think that kind of money would at least buy you a decent door.
Otherwise, a week ago Saturday I had a grand time judging high school forensics contests in Atascadero. Kept my mind off house problems. I'm pet-sitting 2 toy poodles this weekend. Today I'm getting the block-of-the-month ready for my quilt guild meeting tonight. A good, red-blooded American thing to do.
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