Thursday, July 28, 2022

Eight months and counting...

Still awaiting the report of the conservation authority. Can't do any interior work until we know. Workers have been paid a retainer, but there's nothing they can do yet. We had gone ahead and found them because the conservation authority had said the process would take about three months, but we're at eight months now and no end in sight. Tradespeople are booking months in advance. I despair of being able to insulate before winter, in which case we'll have to just close it up until spring, because $800 a month for propane isn't an option. This is rapidly turning from frustrating to ludicrous. Do they want us to be part of their community or not? Do they want us joining their tax base or not? Do they want this building to sit empty and become derelict or not? Difficult to be patient.

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