And while we were designing the cabin, we started fencing the land. The easiest and cheapest option is planks. And solid looking, too.
After installing the fence, I realized that you have to invest a lot of money if you start construction. And that all cost estimates are like teenagers growing up quickly and unpredictably. But still, we don't abandon them, we continue to educate them, love them and buy them new shoes. In a word, we get on with the construction — digging the pit, making the formwork, pouring the concrete.
We wait for it to harden and start putting up the walls. Log by log, the guys cut and install the new elements one by one, and the house grows quickly.
In a few days, the house has grown in height by one meter, then by one and a half meters.
We worked side by side, and for days I kept "supervising" the process. Even Misha and Nika helped with whatever they could.
Then one day, my sweetheart came to the construction site and asked me to tell her what the house would look like. I showed her the project and described our future bathroom. When she heard, she frowned:
— What do you mean, one floor?
— Well, wasn't that what we wanted, cheap and fast?
— You did all this just for one floor? Before it' s too late, build the bathroom higher so you can make two floors, or you' ll regret it later.
— But I prepared everything for one floor: the foundation, the project, the logs, the money, the time…
— It's up to you, honey. She said that and left.
And I was left alone with the puzzled workers staring at me.