Finally, finally, finally!

We were having breakfast on Saturday morning when the phone rang. It was the geometra. Could M come and sign the plans so they could be submitted on Monday?

 Could he sign the plans? Of course he bloody well could. I haven’t seen M get dressed so speedily before.

 So, the plans, which have actually turned out quite well, are signed and they’ve gone to the comune this morning. That in itself is cause for celebration. 

What puzzles me more than anything though is why money isn’t discussed until after the plans are submitted. Neither M or I have any idea as to how much this new progetto is going to cost us in terms of building materials, or how much we’ll end up paying both the geometra and the costruttore.  If I were in England, I’d have figured all that out before the building work begins but I’m not in England, I’m in Italy and I’m playing by the new rules that I haven’t yet understood.

 Let the fun and games begin.