Here we go!

We emptied out the last of the "stuff to keep" from our garage last night, and this morning I madly transplanted a few bulbs from right beside the garage to another flower bed, and then went around our street (only 26 houses on it in total) and was putting notices in everyone's mailbox saying that we're starting... and by the time I got back to my house, the builder was there.

I wasn't clear on what he's going to actually be doing today, whether they're starting the demolition or just getting set up, and he said they'll be getting set up first, but if that goes well I could come home to no (or a partial) garage! So I'm both excited and nervous at the same time. Looks like we're really doing this!

We have a building permit!

So, at long last, we actually have our building permit. I got home last night to a message on voicemail from noon saying that it was ready for pickup, so this morning I walked over to Town Hall to pick it up.

And then I walked home to get my cheque book. Turns out they don't take Visa.

And then I walked back, and got my building permit!

So tonight we are madly removing everything from the garage, because the builder is ready to go tomorrow. Yikes! Our neighbours were out walking their dog as I arrived home from work and I asked them if they could use an old dishwasher, or some cupboards. It turned out they could, in fact, use some cupboards! No luck with the dishwasher, though :)