The surveyor’s office looked like a moving crew and a bunch of toddlers had collided. It wasn’t pretty, and neither was the timeline. 4-5 weeks. Yikes! Even if we were willing to shell out the $700 to have our boundary lines marked, it was going to cost us a month. Every surveyor in the region had stacks of work higher than a forest. Austin’s sprawling like a sunbathing cat, and the lack of rain over the summer meant that the building industry hadn’t taken a siesta.
I texted Robert the news, and he wrote back that he was working on a solution.
Our driveway and utilities were all waiting on one little line…