Ehhhhhh. Why is everything never as simple as you think? 'Well, you'll need a resource consent, and we'll have to cut the house in half, and blah blah blah...' Yes, I *know* all that, people. You *said* it could be done, so just work out a way to do it and hush, because you're freaking me out! You're making tens of thousands of dollars off this deal, aren't you?

Oh, who knows. Maybe we'll have to sort something *else* out if this turns into a huge drama. Or maybe I'm just discouraged because it's been raining all day and I drank too much coffee. Or because I'm ovulating. Or something.