I moved into my current apartment nearly three years ago. One street over there’s a bloody great hole in the ground (aka, the Thunder Pit) that’s meant to eventually become a condo building. I had a look at the sales centre back in 2002, when we were kind of in the market ourselves; they were way overpriced and had shit layouts, so we took little interest. But they told us that construction would start that fall. And start it did; backhoes and trucks carted enough dirt to make the afore-mentioned bloody great hole…and it suddenly stopped. No trucks, no construction, nothing…for two and a half years.

This morning, for the first time, machinery showed up and began working; since they last visited some grass — even the odd tree — has started to grow, garbage has been dumped inside, etc. Man, if I’d bought way back then, I’d be pissed.

As it is, I now get to enjoy the lovely sights and sounds of constant construction practically outside my window for the next year or two.