My architect and the municipal architect and I all met up this morning. Seems to have gone well, we have a timeline for submitting papers and all that. He was happy. I think that is good.
Met with the bank's architect after that, 3 architects in 1 hour, has to be a record of some sort. He had to do a brief review of the house. As we went in he asked me, and I was ready to murder him, about English lessons for his daughter. I am so utterly sick of people asking me to do English lessons for their kids. Phone the freaking school! No I have no burning desire to teach your kids outside of my contract.
He pulled it out of the fire though by mentioning the school himself, maybe he saw the look in my eye.
I made it clear that I cannot do it outside of my contract, and thank god for that.
Could have killed him.
Anyway, progress seems to be in place, albeit slowly.
Plates still spinning above me, I haven't dropped too many yet.
Cheers,
O
6 comments:
The kicker about dropping any of those plates is guess who cleans up the mess?!!
Keep honing those juggling skills, kiddo…
Sounds like he's a man who pays attention to details, such as the facial expressions of homeowners. A good sign in an architect.
Love, love, love today's books painting! Is it for sale or rent? (I'm serious.)
Your seahorses are cute, too!
Hopefully he is not following your blog. HAHA!
Beth, hit it, right on the head....
JG....um, I'll have to think my way around that.
Doug...if he can read the blog he can help his own d*rned kid with English, no?
Keep spinning, girlfriend. Three architects in one morning? I would bang my head against the wall.
No, that was today. The lawyer achieved that.
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