A few days ago someone came to the door to try to deliver a registered letter. Unfortunately no one was here to answer the door so a notice was left behind for us to pick it up at the post office. Thing was, the postal carrier didn’t write on the notice just who the letter was for. So it sort of just sat around until my father called the post office and found out that the letter was actually for me. Eh? I wasn’t expected any registered mail, so I was intrigued. It’s only today that I had the chance to go pick it up.
Bad news.
It’s a letter from the builder of my condo. It says that due to circumstances “out of [their] control” the tentative date would have to be pushed back. It’s being adjusted up to April 8 of next year. When I read the letter I was pretty disappointed. I fell into one of those silent contemplative modes. Luckily, I was already alone and didn’t have to deal with anyone. I drove home stunned, but kept it all in perspective.
First of all, I already expected that this might happen. Apparently I’m not the luckiest man in the world. Ha! By pushing it by four months, at the very least it will give me more time to accumulate more resources. Precious resources! I need to save for the upgrades, furniture, and see if I can produce a bigger down payment. That all would have been a tall order if it was left to just a time limit of 9 months. With 13 months…it’s a bit more tolerable.
Over the past few months, I’ve been watching the Phase 1 houses go up in the area, and I’ve been cheering for them because really once their done then most of the focus will be turned to my building. I guess it really doesn’t matter too much at the moment any more.
So, it is just with a little bit of sadness that I am resetting my countdown clock. That’s life. 
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