You guys. It’s happening. It’s getting closer, day by day. My parents did an amazing job over the holidays putting in the bathroom sink, the kitchen counters, and the built-in bed frame. How can I ever repay them?* The side yards and the areas under the front porch and back deck got graded. The water and power got connected, and the outlets and light switches got installed. It’s almost livable!
There is still a constant stream of stress from dealing with contractors and the city. At one point I went to pay Seattle City Light for connecting my electrical service, and – putting aside for the moment the fact that they charged me 50% more than expected because they had to connect my line between power poles, lest my power line travel across a corner of my neighbor’s property – I went to one of their payment locations listed on their website only to meet with a cashier who had no idea what I was talking about.
“Service connections? We just handle electric bills here. Want to pay your electric bill?”
Thank goodness for Dan, from Abode, who was just as frustrated with the city’s arcane bureaucracy as I was. Probably more so. He generously delivered my check to the northern City Light location that he knew for a fact handled service connection payments. There is nothing quite like having a frustration buddy in these moments.
More than anything (except money), house-building requires extreme patience.
* The answer is I can’t. I can only hope to ameliorate my guilt by eventually paying for their retirement cruises and a generous supply of Starbucks mochas.