Happy New Year!

Happy New Year to all! I’m sure it will be a better year than last year. 2017 was not the best year for my family or me either for that matter, so I’ve decided this year is going to be the best one yet.

I realize I haven’t added to my blog in quite a while and I will make no excuses. I plan to move forward and leave the past year behind except for telling the story of moving into our new home. That’s right, as of November 24^th of last year, we have moved out of our RV and into our beautiful new home. It was worth the wait and the nightmare we went through to finally be able to call this lovely house our new home.

First, we had some issues with the city in getting a permit to have our modular home built. Bottom line, they wouldn’t let us build it as big as we wanted so we had to adjust the plans, eliminating approximately 200 square feet. There were other issues as well, but I won’t bore you with all of that. Then we had to wait to have it built because of all the fires in our province this past year. People that had lost their homes to fires came first and as a result, there was a shortage of product to build homes. I was okay with that of course. We had an RV to live in where as some people weren’t as fortunate.

Finally, at the end of July, Ken and I signed all the paper work and were told the company that was building our home would start construction within a week. There was a delay after delay and it was finally late September when they began. Ten days into October, Ken and I made a trip to the factory to see the build in progress. It was quite fascinating and very cool to finally see progress being made.

Saturday morning, October 14^th, my daughter Lisa was sitting at the table eating her breakfast and happened to look out her patio door only to see a house going by on a flatbed truck. It took her a moment and then she said, “Oh my God! That must be Mom and Dad’s house. It’s finally here.” First the front half went by then the back half. 

It was quite a day. Ken’s brother and his wife came out to watch them unload it onto the foundation that Ken and Rob (Jeremy’s brother in-law) had prepared for it. As the day went by, more people arrived to watch. It was quite the procedure. They put the front half on first then the back and joined the two halves together. We got lucky, the weather was perfect for it. It was a process that took a couple of days and then of course there was work to do inside. It took about three weeks in total before we could live in it.

It’s actually pretty interesting the way people react when you tell them you are having a modular home built. The looks of happiness for you change into looks of pity as they all assume you have bought a trailer and it’s hard to change their minds. Not that there is anything wrong with living in a trailer, this just doesn’t happen to be one.

I had one woman say to me, “I would live in that.”

My response was, “Why wouldn’t you, it’s a home.” It’s probably built better then hers.

A long-time friend and her husband came to see it. She was one that kept calling it a trailer and when she saw it, I pointed out to her that there was no hitch or wheels. She gets it now.

Now, getting back to why it took so long to move in. The electric company had some issues with a few things and until it was all straightened out they would not connect our power. It was all ridiculous but none the less, we had no choice but to abide by their rules as they hold all the cards and there is no one they have to compete with. 

 

It took about six weeks for all that to be worked out, not to mention a lot of money. There were also a lot of tears from me and of course frustration. 

Believe me, Ken and I have been through it all with first the move out of our other home and now into this one. The goal is to put all that behind us and move forward and I think we have already got a good start on that.

Until next time, embrace the winter and let’s all look forward to spring.