A million weeks in and all we have to show for it is a pile of dirt. Shouldn't we be living in the house by now? Things were progressing nicely and the crew dug the trenches to pour our concrete footings.
Then, this happened:
My mom was one of the first to reply, reassuring as always...
And now?
Note how clean and dry they are. This is exactly what you want to see.
Imagining how awesome life will be in front of the future fireplace.
Then, this happened:
Here's what we saw the next day:
Our construction site is at the bottom of the hill, so over the course of our annual monsoon season, all the rain and mud pretty much washed any progress away. Each time there were a few dry days in a row, the crew blasted the mud off the concrete and attempted to get back on track. Inevitably, this happened again every time:
Our foreman threw in the towel and called Sexy Nerd, saying there was no point trying again until the weather changed. Weeks passed.
The footings are full of mud and water and hopes and dreams.
We also saw this, which didn't exactly give us confidence in our construction crew:
We've chosen a good builder...right?
Also, what the hell?
Our construction site is at the bottom of the hill, so over the course of our annual monsoon season, all the rain and mud pretty much washed any progress away. Each time there were a few dry days in a row, the crew blasted the mud off the concrete and attempted to get back on track. Inevitably, this happened again every time:
But they just got all the mud cleaned off!
And now?
Progress (FINALLY!), though the walls don't look quite even to me. Sexy Nerd insists it's because of the camera and that our walls won't actually be wonky in real life.
These concrete footings are so strong, even kicking them won't knock them over.
Not that you'd try that, of course. That would be crazy.
Don't tell the builder. He's had enough of my nonsense already.
And our construction news is about to get even better. We're getting a foundation this week! Let's see what the ol' live camera feed at our neighborhood thinks of that:
Here we go again.