Having never built a new house before, I don't really know what to expect. I've heard horror stories from several people about what happened to their construction projects. A coworker who sidelines as a painter hastold me about construction errors he's had to repair before he could paint new homes. However, we have walked through several homes in various stages of construction by this builder. We've seen everything from homes that were just being framed to those that were almost completed, and I have to say that I didn't see any obvious problems. This guy has been building homes in our city for 38 years. He claims that many craftsmen have been working for him for over 25 years. Maybe that's why the work seems to go so smoothly on his projects. About 80% of the subdivision we'll be moving to was built by the same company. Several homes are under construction, and there is only 1 lot left in the subdivision that's unsold. Work is beginning on a new subdivision adjoining ours to the west, and 2 new subdivisions are under construction to the east of us. One of those is a gated subdivision of rather expensive homes. I think the area is going to be one where property values will rise faster than average in our city because of all the new homes in the area.
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Thursday, March 18, 2004
Today was a frenzy of showings. The last couple must have liked the house quite a bit. The wife saw the house this morning, and this evening she came back with her husband. I had to leave the house while it was being shown. That is what the realtors ask you to do. The showing was set for 6:30 pm. I went shopping for some pants with my son, and we went back home about 7:30. Well, we started to, but the people were still here. So, we circled around the area several times until they left. It was nearly 8 pm by the time we could return home. I don't know for certain, but I assume they are interested or they wouldn't have spent so much time looking at the home.
Betty (my wife) asked me what we would do if we sold the house, and I lost my job. I don't know. I'm supposed to learn whether I will still have a job on Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday. The time is growing close. If the house sells before then, we will have to do some soul searching as to whether we want to accept the contract or reject it. We could easily afford this house if I have to take a lower paying job somewhere, but the new one we want to build would be quite a bit more expensive. I think if we get a good offer, we will just take it on faith that the Lord knows what He's doing. If the house sells, and I am let go we could always purchase an older less expensive home.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Thursday, March 11, 2004
It has become increasingly difficult for me to vote for Democrats in recent years. I can vote for Democrats in local races where they will not be beholden to the national party heirarchy, but when it comes to national politics at the congressional and presidential level I find that I cannot. The reason is clear. The leadership of the Democratic party has drifted so far out in left field that they are beyond the pale. I fear that if I vote for a Democrat for congress or for president he will toe the party line rather than fully represent his contituents. When the pressure is on most politicians can't or won't alienate their party leadership.
I may not agree with everything espoused by the Republican leadership either, but I find their views to be less reprehensible on the whole than those of the Democrats. Sadly, I don't see much on the horizon in the way of presidential candidates in either party. We need another Ronald Reagan or John Kennedy, but I see only Gerald Fords in our immediate future. We need leaders who emphasize what's right about America while still striving to improve on its shortcomings.
The presidency is as much an inspirational and moral leadership position as it is a political office. We need some one who talks about how good this country is rather than one who emphasizes our problems. George W. Bush is better at this than John Kerry, but, sadly, he is no Ronald Reagan.
However, one may look at the issue from another angle. If homosexual marriage becomes the law of the land, how long will it be before churches are sued and forced by the courts to perform homosexual marriages? Sounds impossible, does it? Until recently I would have agreed. In light of the California supreme court's recent ruling that Catholic charities must include birth control coverage in their employee health benefit package, though, I think there is a real possibility that such a ruling could take place. This type of infringement of our freedom of religion is, I fear, destined to become more common, not less so. For this reason I believe thinking Christians must oppose the legalization of Homosexual marriage.
Friday, March 05, 2004
I used to think of myself as a writer. I wrote a number of short stories, won a few awards in college, and published a single short story in a long forgotten anthology. I began a novel which quickly became too weird for me. It seemed to take on a mind of its own. I abandoned the project when it became simply too creepy. My second attempt at novel writing fared not much better. I began what I still think could be a viable novel some years ago, wrote about 100 pages, rewrote those same 100 pages a dozen times, and sort of lost interest. Perhaps one day I will finish it, but probably not.
Probably very few people will read this blog other than friends and family. I am not a celebrity by any stretch of the imagination. My thoughts will never change the world, and maybe that's the beauty of blogging. It allows us the opportunity to perform self psychoanalysis. It's certainly less expensive than a shrink.
The last few days he has been crawling under my wife's desk and turning off her surge supressor, shutting down her computer. Since the router is also connected to that supressor, I lose my internet connection when he does that too. Just now, he turned it off for the third or fourth time tonight. I love my son, but I wish he would get over his fascination with switches . . . soon.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
Some of my colleagues feel that after years of loyal service we are owed continued employment by the company. That is flawed thinking. The board and upper level management have a duty to maximize returns to the shareholders. If they fail to do so, they will be replaced. Now, I'm not trying to justify their actions or to accept blindly that upper management will make the right choices every time. In my opinion many of their choices have been poor ones. The results of this reorganization remain to be seen. I am doubtful of its success, but I am willing to wait and see the results. In time the consquences of this decision will become clear. Perhaps the company will prosper because of this decision; perhaps it will suffer. Of course I own some stock, but not a lot. I feel that investing one's retirement fund primarily in the stock of one's employer is a critical mistake. Should the company fail, that person has lost not only his job, but his savings as well.
I am at peace with the results of this reorganization however it falls. My wife is more concerned than I, but it is in God's hands, and all things work for good to them that love the Lord. Sometimes it doesn't seem that way to us, but our view is limited, whereas God sees the big picture. We have to trust His wisdom.
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Caleb is now almost one year old (March 11). He is walking and jabbering alot. My son loves his kitty cat, and kitty cat is one of his favorite words. For some reason he also says "ducken, ducken, ducken" quite alot. Caleb is obviously a smart boy. You can see his pictures via my home page at Dennis & Betty.
Caleb's first birthday party will be held on March 20. Come on over and join us. At this moment he is trying to eat the door to the linen closet. This morning I was sitting at my computer when I heard splash, slpash, splash. I found Caleb slapping the water in the toilet and laughing. Of course, I had to wash his hands because they are always in his mouth.
More later,
Dennis