We are in the bidding/financial process of building the ranch house. Because we are living in our soon to be rental, frk is not stressed at all. He wld be happy to live here forever. He just might. I keep crunching numbers and you know that’s bad when my numbers float around in my head. (Numbers and me don’t get a long.) The 16 acres is completely raw. Nearest pole is on 60 acre property behind us and we don’t know how far. Slab, electrical infrastructure, road work, and lumber make me want to karate chop throat punch them. Trying to steal my pool money! Adalin can’t wait to build herself her veterinarian clinic in the barn. Frank wants it to be a AirBB. I want to pour concrete for a metal enclosured court. Cat doesn’t care and is just here for the ride. She’s a teenager. My Pinterest board is hot and popping with activity. We all have dreams! Homesite. Makes me sad to destroy this.
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