After a another weekend of rain, Jeff and I figured we'd head up to the northwest to check out the progress of our house. Ta-da! We have achieved a hole. And it really doesn't look too wet; I guess we have good drainage?
I've been thinking quite a bit throughout this process about how interesting it is to watch the whole thing unfold. I think I've mentioned to many people how you realise how materialistic you really are - when you pay for something you want it immediately! (not that we've paid for this, but the down payment feels pretty big) Although this house is certainly no unique project, it's surrounded by acres of exactly the same houses, you get a better feeling for the amount of effort, resources and time that go into the things you use everyday without thinking. At first I was finding the process pretty frustrating, but now I'm excited to sit back and watch it grow and bloom into our first house. I think I've changed my tune. These days, I think I would recommend to people who want to live consciously to get involved with the suburbs. It's fascinating...
2 comments:
yo sis! just wanted to let you know that i am out here and rabidly reading your blog, in case you were wondering! it's super awesome...i find it fascinating! you're such a good writer. i really really really wish i could be there too to go on some 'classic hikes' with you, even though you'd kick my downtown office-job butt up those mountains. you've nearly convinced me to decamp to la ville des vaches. post a few more pictures of snow-capped mountains and you'll have done it.
Word! I wanted to know what I was up against, so I moved to kitchener and all I do is decide which trees are going to be cut down to make way for the subdivisions and highways and which trees are going to replace them in the Stormwater Management Ponds.
You sure learn a lot this way. It makes so many things seem so inevitable.
Nice Hole, By the way. I'm sure it will develop into something more comfortable. Buying a house in Calgary seems like a damn good investment right now.
In ten years you can move in next door to Susan.
It's great to hear of your adventures in the west, I read them at the office.
Ciao!
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