The writing's on the wall

These are uncertain times.  Although our plans are moving along on schedule, it's hard to imagine there won't be some delays either in the planning or permitting or the construction loan process. But even if we move a little slower, I remain confident that we absolutely are going to tear this little house down and replace it with something lovelier.

So confident, that I have begun putting markers in the ground. These aren't metal pins, as I'm no surveyor.

Survey pin

But I can use a tape measure well enough to be able to figure out where, for example, my office window will be. I can estimate where the sitting room windows will be and what greenery we will be able to see through them. And I can sketch out the patio, and try to imagine what it will be like what it is not a cracked concrete yard but a charming paved courtyard.

The knowledge we won't be in this house for ever, and the fact that it's already pretty ghetto, is very freeing. So I took my sharpie out and marked it all up.

The front of the house will be right about here

This marks my office's corner window

And now I know where my little library sitting room will be

It's hard to picture it but at least we know where the courtyard will go (right up to the blue line)

In a time when it's hard to picture what we'll be doing in a month or two from now (Will there be summer camps? Will the beaches reopen? How will my roots regrow?) I am finding it very reassuring to have this constant reminder that yes, one day we will build a lovely house right here.