It’s totally official and we’re moving to Fort Worth. It’ll be a good thing for Beau Hunk because he’s never been anywhere else except at his current job and I say 23 years in one spot is way too long. It isn’t good for the soul and all that good rot, I’m sure. Anyway, his last day at the [expletive] Canadian company is this coming Friday, and he starts his new job on Tuesday. The problem of course, is the commute he now faces. Two hours each way, yuk! I really feel for him, but in the end I guess I don’t know what it really entails since I don’t do the job force thing. I can be quite sympathetic, though.
Now, the next good thing about this is the fact that we get a brand new home. Yeah! I love new homes. They’re always so nice and fresh, shiny and squishy clean — yeah, I like that. But this time, instead of buying an already existing home, we’re building. Meaning, we first need to buy a lot or acreage somewhere and then build. Well, that’s not true. It can’t be just anywhere. More specifically, it has to be in La Cantera, this really super subdivision in Fort Worth. It’s all upscale and everything, and anyone who knows me, can tell you I’m all about upscale. Ahem.
So we’ve been to Fort Worth looking around a couple of times now, and no matter where we look, my heart still pulls me to La Cantera; that means that no matter how much shit Beau Hunk gives me, we’re going to end up in La Cantera. Because this time around, he’s definitely not talking me into anything else.
Order of business:
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Find a builder with a trade in/trade up program
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Find a lot (or acre) and buy it
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Draw up the house plans
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Start building
Sounds simple, no? I guess I’ll just have to wait and see if everything goes smoothly or if we run into patch after patch of potholes.
