It was Saturday, so again Karin and I found ourselves out for a highly directed drive southwards. Of course, we stopped by the build site. The recent cold weather didn't disappoint my expectations that not much had been done. We lingered for a while, scared off some eager couples scouting out the neighborhood, and took more photos. As it is, our next drop-in session to the neighborhood will be the super-mega-very official visit: the first of the schedualled construction meetings with the contractor. Since we figured that we'd need to spend three hours stewing in uncomfortable chairs looking over blueprints on Monday again (and they hadn't done anything but drop off lumber at the site anyhow) we avoided the showhome like the plague and instead drove to the nearby neighborhood of Terwilligar Towne to look at the showhomes there. We lurked a little, then poked our nose in some houses that we hadn't bothered scoping before because they weren't the style we were looking at. They all start to blend together after a while, anyhow. In one, Karin fibbed and pretended we were green, letting the dude in that random house give us the sales-pitch and tell us about how great and economical his company would be for a classy young couple like us. I think he would have been more convincing if I had liked the house better. I think Karin would have been more convincing had she not kept shooting me sly, grinning glances over her shoulder -- and were I not thumbing my camera in my pocket, the same camera that had a whole stack of photos of our new home, an actual chunk of concrete not four blocks away and across the road. Slightly deceptive, yes. Am I worried? Not particularly.

January 15, 2005 after 11PM | house , photography , weird | this is more