This CANNOT be happening . . .
Such was my thought last Saturday when our builder arrived to do a first “stake out” of our new house. We gave him our plan, and he and Renaissance Man started measuring.
And when he said our original location wouldn’t work, they moved over a few yards and reassessed.
The excavation guy was there, too, and all three juggled measurements. I’d stayed within the limits I was given. How could this be happening?
They said the house would fit best if I’d change the angle.
There’s a particular view I want when I walk out my front door.
Even the boys tried to help . . .
. . . but in the end, we were told to get the surveyor onsite and see if he could find the sweet spot.
We also had to consider switching to a two-story.
I absolutely LOVE the look of two-story Folk Victorian farmhouses, but we’d decided against having another two-story.
On Sunday, Renaissance Man and I did our own measuring.
We stopped talking about a two-story. We were hopeful.
We chose not to be anxious but to simply “go with the flow”. A beautiful two-story Folk Victorian farmhouse wouldn’t be the end of the world!
We slowed down and enjoyed the beauty all around us. It’s the reason we bought the farm in the first place.
Today, the surveyor came.
We explained the situation — and showed him the “must have” view.
After 1.5 hours of moving stakes and calculating angles, I heard him announce,
I think I heard an echo— in my voice.
We’re pushing the GO button again. Everything is back on schedule. Next steps:
- Final elevation drawings
- Soil testing
- Staking out the house
The biggest “unknown” right now is if we’ll stick with this builder. At the moment, he can only commit to getting our house “dried in”—and we’d contract out the finishes ourselves. We did that when we renovated our old house, so we could certainly do it again.
But do we want to?
I’ll keep you posted . . .