We met with our builder’s construction manager this week and it got me excited all over again for our new home.
After going through all of the details and upgrades we bought, we drove over and saw the foundation going down.
Good news is, things should finally be picking up, and the framing should get started this week. Bad news is apparently there’s a shortage of construction workers after the housing crash of 2008 and the recent building boom. So the original estimated close date of mid-October may turn out to be mid-December. But let’s hope it doesn’t take that long.
For some reason I have all of these random ideals and unrealistic expectations tied to moving into a new home. They start out normal then get pretty extreme… For me.
When we move, I’m going to get new cute bedroom furniture. And a nice shag rug for the living room.
I want a Roomba, but I don’t want to use it on this old place. I’ll open it once we’re in the new house.
I’ll also start cleaning then.
Those cute little parties I keep bookmarking on Pinterest? Yea, I’m gonna throw one… Once I move.
That’s also when I’ll finally kick the kids out of our bedroom.
I’ll never miss a Sunday service, once we move.
When I move, I’ll actually use my kitchen.
And plant a garden.
And I’ll be nicer to my dog.
The list goes on.
Life’s gonna be great. In 2-4 months.