Today we met with the builder to get his "final" estimate for building the house. Of course, it's terrifyingly much larger than we'd originally intended. Well, I'm terrified. Randy isn't. Who knew that I would terrify over money more easily than my husband?
Next step is to take this information to the bank and beg, on hands and knees, for a construction loan. Which will be based, in no small part, on whether or not the bank's appraiser thinks the house will actually be worth what it cost to build. Never mind how totally volatile and weird the current housing market is. Never mind how weird our house is. As built, it will be a 1-bedroom, 3-bath house. I'll explain that some other time.
Basically, I'm stressed.
Otherwise, I bought a belt at Ross Dress-for-Less (a $30 Calvin Klein for $10) so my jeans don't fall off. And a pair of one-size-smaller jeans for the day I can get into them. The belt will work with those jeans, too. It's a plain belt, so I can just keep punching new holes in it until I disappear.
The piggies grandmother, Elsie, received a belated 88th birthday present and card today from me and Randy. Her birthday was last Tuesday. I stopped at Trader Joe's and bought Elsie a big bouquet of flowers. Elsie is a gem.
From one of my favorite beadmakers, Luann Jamison, a string of her orphan beads arrived in the mail. I've been trying to buy some of her orphans for a long time, but some other buyer always beats me to it. I got some this time and I just love them. Orphan beads are fun to play with.
Well, back to work. Whatever that is.
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