Ouch! That feels tender.

Our most recent appointment has been our tender appointment. A tender appointment is the consolidation of all other appointments to date barreling together the costs expended at each stage into one huge money pit like the fires of Mordor and we faithfully promise to toss in our first born child like the ring of Sauron as a sacrifice of our life savings.

It seems that our changes are considered mild and apparently the comments on the database for our job include things like "lovely people to deal with" which I believe is universal code for "too stupid to ask annoying questions".

Our complete swapover of the top half of Bedroom 4 has caused no concern whatsoever which means that our study will be nice an easy to access from the lounge room.

Our next stage is to gleefully part with more money, and then wait like stooges for the developers to make our land nice and squishy to build on. Obviously too squishy would be bad however.

We passed by the block on the way home to find catepillars beavering away (ha! I crack myself up!) and our road looks nearly ready for asphalt.

The road looks set to form a major boulevard, with one lane of traffic each side plus a parking lane each side and a median strip in the middle. Our neighbours will be miles away.