Where's My Stamp of Approval?

Supposedly, as I reported last time, the town inspector was out at our house looking at the basement on Monday. Now, I'm not sure how all of it works, but we haven't heard from the town, and we didn't see any APPROVED stamps on the basement anywhere. Maybe they mail us something? I have no clue.

Meanwhile, I started filling out the stoopid form for the farmer's porch permit this morning. Mike and I agreed that he needs to continue to handle it single handedly. Because I just can't take another conservation commission meeting with the Andersons. I don't have the constitution.

Of course, I have no clue when I'll be able to afford to put on the porch. So much to do... so little cash.