On January 9, 2015, I walked into the county planning office and submitted a set of home-made plans for a little 888-square-foot bungalow.
Today, six months and twenty one days later, I walked out with my shiny new building permit.
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I admit I was a little disappointed in what it looked like - it's just the application I turned in back in January, with one difference: on the last three lines on the back side, there are three beautiful signatures, next to the word "Approved."
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My pal DJ in the county, handing me my permit at last. |
Let the fun begin!
Congratulations Mate! Pleased for you. J
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