In my hot little hand is the Occupancy Permit.
I can't believe it.
Four months to get it.
Countless badgering of the builder, scheduling of inspections, missed or broken inspections, illnesses preventing inspections, training classes in the way, engineers out of town, failed inspections, corrections, more corrections ad nausium, then inspectors & engineers & workmen & contractors without vehicles to get to the site, doors locked at the site preventing inspections, demands for more paperwork, not copies but originals, typist out to lunch, and so many things that I haven't mentioned. All must be successfully traversed to get to the F$@#&%$!!! permit.
This is indeed the Land of You Can't Get It Done!
Who is that nitwit in the US that has the new popular big deal GTD. I think it stands for Getting Things Done by David Allen. How do these guys pop up for God's sake. Don't people know there are no magic answers. Send him down here and we'll get to watch his ass self destruct!
I can finally go to Union Fenosa, who have been WAITING FOR THE PERMIT, to see how long it will take to get our electricity installed. With any luck...and I don't count on any...it will be a couple of months, maybe October.
On the builder front, he is moving at a blistering pace now, maybe one person at the house working each day. Don't laugh. This is good, no better than good, fantastic! He may finish in a month. Go figure.
We are looking at furniture and appliances. Not buying of course. That would be way too optimistic but we are locating the stores and researching prices. Getting ready for the sprint to buy the stuff.
I'm just kidding. No need to get excited.
All did not go with out a hitch getting the permit. I had to submit all my original inspections and letters from the previous muckity mucks for them to give me the final permit. They didn't give them back. I looked at her with homicide in my eyes but she would only give me copies back.
So, on to the next campaign to get something done, retrieving my originals. This is one of the problems, redoing the work after it seems to be completed. It never ends here.
Who do these people think they are, anyway? Why do they create hell on earth for us gringos? Don't they have anything better to do!
2 comments:
getting close. You can tell when it just doesn't matter if You kick him or take him out to dinner. just the willingness to take what's here is enough to precipitate the movement.
in a few months You won't even remember any stress, or You'll laugh, or somehow it will be unreal. I am always surprised that I end up in a kind of 'brothers-in-arms' syndrome with all the builders, enemy or not. so I have learned to just enjoy them anyhow, no matter what comes down. the guts will let You know that You're okay.
Enjoy it. this is how a project feels, ending.
Love,
Darshan
Thanks, Darshan.
interesting...the tile guy was supposed to be there on Tuesday and hasn't shown up yet and I'm not upset. It does make a difference when "the way it is" is accepted.
We'll see if this lasts!
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