It’s absolutely wild to me that we started here…
…then went here…
…and now we’re here…
Today was a pretty big day. We got the whole footprint mapped out and had the county rep come and drop GPS pins for our new address. I didn’t realize this, but your new addy has to jive with the standards set and adhered to by the folks responsible for 911. Makes sense, right? You definitely want them to be able to find you when you choke on a hot dog alone in your house and your dogs won’t stop play-fighting long enough to notice.
Anyway, there’s some grid-formula-thing that says every 10.56-ish feet is a new address number. No, not a house/lot every 10.56-ish feet, but the numbers go up that often, which is why our next-door neighbors’ house is 40 units up from ours even though there are no lots in between us. The county rep came out today with a fancy-ass GPS/satellite phone-looking thing and dropped a few different location pins into it. Allegedly in a few business days, it’ll tell us where our new house will fall on the invisible address grid. Once we get the address, we start applying for permits and getting the ball rolling for utilities. Woo!
In the meantime, I’ve been stomping around inside the footprint trying to get my bearings and mentally arrange furniture. lol
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