A new friend of ours is a master carpenter and is working on this beautiful new house right on Lake Erie in Bay Village, Ohio. It's a to-die-for home in a nice town about twenty minutes west of downtown Cleveland. Last Sunday he had us drive over to the house and take a look around if for nothing else, just to see the great view of downtown Cleveland from the home's backyard.
Here's that view. Damn. The home, which is under construction, will retail for just under two million dollars. If you say that slowly it sounds like it's even more. Views like this are expensive.
The house itself is nice but it's this yard that is just absolutely spectacular. It's everything I would want in a yard and then some. Maybe a third of an acre back here and all the splendor of waterfront living without having to worry about flooding or waves or even a boat dock since the yard is about fifty feet off the water. Perfect.
When our builder friend recommended that we just mosey on over and take a look, we had no idea that we would be able to not only prance all over the property, but saunter right in past the workers who needed little more than a smile and wave from us to let us in. It dawned on my wife and I just why that was; we were in our Little Red Corvette. If ever there was an automotive hall pass, it's a Corvette of any vintage.
When you own a Corvette, good, bad or indifferent, you have admittance to an exclusionary club of blue bloods and wannabe blue bloods. We're neither, of course. Just fans of the car but people just think we're rich. The workers saw us driving up in up in our Corvette and they assumed we belonged there. They even waved, gave us the thumbs up and asked me what year it was. If we were in our drab, work a day, wormy old Tahoe, I have to imagine we wouldn't have gotten past the apron of the driveway. Our dashing good looks only getting so far.
It's harmless fun to innocently appear to be more than what you are. I've learned that if someone thinks you're something you're not and it's something positive, might as well leave that alone. No sense in correcting people.
The home is scheduled to be completed and ready to move in by the end of January. I wouldn't want to be moving in at the end of January in most cities let alone a "snow city" like Cleveland. Especially considering the forecasts of a winter even worse than last year's soul crushing baddie. Then again, I'm not moving into a house like this. Some things you don't want to wait for no matter what Mother Nature has in store.
I hope that to whomever is having this house built, they never come to look at this view and think it ho hum after a while. My wife and I struggle with that when it comes to our Corvette which looks like it's a lot more than what it is. After all, a view is just a view...