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Sunday, July 26, 2009

Pretty Please May We...



Erik considered the Building Department to be evil, he was against getting a building permit. However in this case, Deb was correct, it was necessary. Four or Five Hundred dollars and several licenses (required but unrelated) later, we had a permit.
Erik dreaded the first inspection, expecting a sinister, sultry inspector who considered his primary function to be failing homeowners like ourselves.
He worked on the footer until midnight by lamplight. Next morning, the inspector pulled up in the alley and poked his head over the fence, had a short friendly chat with Erik and signed off.








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