Twelve months on June 19th apparently, making the effort to move. Trials and tribulations and permits and contractors and the weather have held things up, and maybe taking the cheapest bid as well.
There apparently is only two weeks to go, until the big move day, or at least until we can apply for the occupancy permit. In that time there needs to be a well dug, the septic system finished and everything else essential to modern living attached, otherwise known as getting attached to the internets.
We went out there last week and slaughtered a virgin to the septic gods, demanding that they provide receptacles for our refuse. The county permitting office was sprinkled with the fresh blood of the lamb and we made curry with the rest. The very next day a hole appeared:
The very next day the rain gods laughed at us and the hole filled with water:
Confusion as then nothing happened maybe this is our new swim pool.
Not done yet:
300 feet later:
Thats the end of the line, as usual the entire septic world went quiet for a while. Until miraculously last week:
This week the pipes arrived and excitement filled the air:
So after several sacrificial blood lettings we allegedly have somewhere to go, it has been a magical journey from hole in the ground to several large concrete containers with UV disinfectors and 300 feet of pipe to the drain field in the woods. There are pumps and flashing lights that will give you a headache one day.
Next week the well gets drilled and maybe we can move in one day soon, Shawn the contractor and Billy the foreman assure us this will happen the 1st of August. The permitting gods will have to be appeased though so we will see what happens.
I will fulfill my dream of living in a trailer at the edge of town. Of course it is a high tech super trailer with plenty of space.