Yesterday morning, a concrete truck pulled up in front of our house. As I snuggled and entertained Isabel before her daycare drop off, I watched them lug bucket after bucket of wet concrete into the trenches around the front of our house. Our footings are officially poured!
These footings are the whole reason this work has to be done. During the investigative period, our insurance company discovered that the porch had been built without proper footings at all. Had there been a permit for the work, this kind of mistake would never have happened to begin with.
Sometime today, or maybe Monday, we have our first inspection. We're thinking happy thoughts that everything goes tickety-boo and that we've already had all the drama and difficulties we're going to on this project.