Rollercoaster

Plans are spinning, bumping and lurching forward. I am reminded of the Columbia County Fair, with fun but scary rides that make me sick and dizzy. I am on the rollercoaster. Prices go up: add a flout system to the septic. Prices go down: the wall panels can be two inches thinner. The weather goes colder, warmer, colder and we worry if we can dig before winter. Surprises leap out, like an unexpected fee. In our house of mirrors, we head down the XPS path only to turn around and try the EPS path. Now it’s our turn to stand in line at the ticket booth, impatiently waiting for our building permit so the real fun can begin.