A Series on Building the Sustainable Home in Tucson, Arizona
You know that corny old phrase, when God closes a door, he opens a window? Well, this week a window opened, and then a door closed. And I sure am glad it happened in that order.
My dad heard about another builder we hadn’t talked to who was well liked and specializes in green building, and I decided to talk to him even though the bidding had already started. We met, and he was incredibly excited about the project. He was also excited about the level of detail in the plans, which will make Matthew happy. It will slow things down a little bit—he’ll need three or four weeks to bid it, just like everyone else did—but it seemed we were back up to the four bids we’d been looking at all along.
Until Saturday. While I was out for my morning run, we got an email from one of the three remaining from our original group—like the one we lost last week, he had decided he was just too busy with other projects.
Boy am I glad the window opened before the door closed. I can imagine I might’ve started to feel a little panic, when four became three became two. Four, three, four, three is much easier to live with. Three still feels like a good number—plus I’m happy to have someone who’s been an outsider to the development of the project bidding on it. Both of the other two remaining bidders worked with us fairly extensively during the design phase to work things out. So now we still have two insiders and an outsider, and the universe was kind enough to sequence those events to prevent me from freaking out.
He we are in May. Hopefully by June, I’ll have chosen a builder, and we’ll start the permitting process. Building will happen. Where there is dirt, there will be a house. It’s a winding road. But I’m walking it, one day at a time.
Photo of windows courtesy Pixabay. Photo of Amy Knight by Richard Whitmer.