Twiddling my thumbs

Ho hum. There’s still no news on the house. For whatever reason, the brother-in-law isn’t doing his brother-in-law duties because the costruttore doesn’t have a job so our house is still confined to being just a ink sketch on paper.

I was talking to my dad on the phone last night. Mum and Dad were with me when I saw the house for the first time. In just over two months they are out here again. Last year, they thought they’d be out to make the garden all nice pretty and impart some of the pollice verde (green fingers) that sadly I don’t have. But obviously they won’t be. They’ll be out to see just a stark plot of land (sob, sob, sob). And perhaps when they come out next year, they might just get to see the foundations.

Also, just to clear things up. I’m so not depressed about the house falling down. Granted, I’m not enthusiastic about the project at the moment but what’s there to get enthusiastic about? I’ve stopped flicking through house magazines and also looking at what solar panels etc to get because by the time our house gets built, who knows what the situation will be.

 Still, if I don’t have to project manage the house, that leaves me plenty of other time to get on with How to Italy stuff.