Johns Trippin'

 Dear Younger Me, Stop getting excited about the house that you think you will be living in in six to eight months. Yeah, no, you won't be able to even see the house being built until a year has gone by. By then, you will have progress, but I don't know how much (I'm waiting on a letter from future me). Eight or so months have gone by and we have a well. The only interesting news is we are getting 100 gallons a minute from our well. I guess that's good... but when I turn on the shower I'll probably be sliced in half by the blade of water. Maybe you're hoping we have a foundation. If you call a field of dirt a foundation then you're in luck. Maybe you're hoping the roads will be done. Well, all I'll say is... this John guy isn't quiiiiiiiiiiiite right about when he'll be done. At least the roads have a disgusting layer of bumpy gravel. At least they're drivable... mostly. The only good news is we can drive down to our slab of dirt now on a...