Pen had another meeting with the architect and I got to sit in. It was really interesting to see the intensity, the level of focus required to turn a flat plan into a livable, breathable house. Actually six houses. One for each of us and one "play house,"our new designation for the common space structure. Next week they will finish the concrete and then three weeks later the framing should begin. Of course there are inspections to pass but nobody seems worried about that.
After the meeting, during our lunch (which was incredible BTW--fresh burrata drizzled with figs and bites of garlic bread) Pen talked to me about the houses and the design process. I listened carefully, because I always do with Pen. But I was struck by the fact that she was already living in those structures. Mentally. So completely that she bent down while discussing where a floor socket could be placed. While she walked me through the other electrical components I felt like I was talking to a person with a virtual reality headset on. See could see everything. I could see nothing.
Naturally, she didn't notice the disconnect. She was totally absorbed.
I decided I better study the plans better.
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