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tip-toeing towards it

From Monday, November 8th, 2004, so about 1485 days ago, [Popularity: 2%]

It had been about eight or nine days since we visited the lot slash neighborhood slash showhome slash builder, so we dropped by on Saturday for a push-things-along visit.

Progress is fleeting, though only from our anxious perspective.

Apparently much is going on behind the scenes. Our blueprints are complete and in transit to the showhome, those last few papers are being polished for our signature and the staple for our big cheque, and the last few dabs of color, wood, and light are being orchestrated in the fragments of conceptual imagination.

Things are coming together. Then what? This week we sign. Next week they approve, and then soon, ideas start to become reality: stakes will be planted, holes will be dug, forms will be built, concrete will be poured — and most certainly photos will be snapped.

I just thought you might like to know.

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